When I was young I was willing to take risks but
they were often the wrong kinds of risks. In other words, they were risks that
were frequently rooted in an unearned and unwarranted self-confidence. They
were often risks I was unprepared to learn from due to a lack of maturity,
knowledge and self-awareness and, therefore, the risks were not as helpful as
they could have been.
Now that I’m older I find I am more reluctant to
take risks—I naturally gravitate toward the comfort zone. But now the risks I
am unwilling to take are, ironically, the right kind of risks. In other words,
they are risks that are necessary for me to keep learning, stretching and
growing.
I’m hoping to get this risk thing perfected—avoiding
the wrong kinds of risks and diving headlong into the right kinds of risks—any
day now.
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