As I cast off many of the excess exertions with which I've gotten myself engaged, those that don't feed my soul or bring me closer to my dreams, and exchange them for those that do, I am simultaneously faced with the prospect of adding the one immense commitment to my roster that, once engaged, is not so easily cast off.
There's a difference between the hesitancy of deep, soulish reservation and the hesitancy of seriousness, of commitment and soberness. I've experienced them both in my lifetime and know well the difference, though they often look and feel very similar. The reservation looks the same from the outside. But it's the quiet, still times that help me know the difference; to feel the instinctual pull that separates the hesitancy of knowing what's not right for me from the hesitancy of correct destiny.
Courage is nothing without fear.
