though vulnerability allows us to be susceptible to be broken at times...it seems like an ok sacrifice to make in order to both live with meaning yet without regret.
so much of the time we sit back and protect our hearts from potential harm. we say things we don't mean & fail to say things we do mean in order to preserve some kind of a hold on everything. this gives us the idea we are in some way keeping ourselves safe from what might hurt us. but how else can we experience the fullness of life without doing things that put ourselves at risk? i'm not talking about doing something without using common sense - but you know what i mean, right?
so here's to taking risks in life, stepping out, and making ourselves vulnerable. to "love, friendships, relationships...all those ships" i'd much rather make the most of what life throws at me than to sit back and play it "safe."
“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket- safe, dark, motionless, airless--it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.”
- C.S. Lewis
so much of the time we sit back and protect our hearts from potential harm. we say things we don't mean & fail to say things we do mean in order to preserve some kind of a hold on everything. this gives us the idea we are in some way keeping ourselves safe from what might hurt us. but how else can we experience the fullness of life without doing things that put ourselves at risk? i'm not talking about doing something without using common sense - but you know what i mean, right?
so here's to taking risks in life, stepping out, and making ourselves vulnerable. to "love, friendships, relationships...all those ships" i'd much rather make the most of what life throws at me than to sit back and play it "safe."
“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket- safe, dark, motionless, airless--it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable.”
- C.S. Lewis