Swimming with Sharks
She sat in the boat. Soaking wet. Hair tousseled. Trying to talk to camera. Her voice starts to shake. Tears welling up.
I realise now I don’t need to be scared of the sharks.
They’re just getting on with their lives, doing what sharks do. I was always terrified that’d they’d hurt me, eat me. But when I got in the water they were curious. But they had no interest in hurting me.
All my life I’ve been so close to sharks but never dared to get in with them. I was scared for my life.
But I just did. And it was Ok.
It was exhilarating.
It was the scariest thing I’ve ever done in my life. But it was so worth it.
And I know that I don’t need to be scared of them any more.
This is all true. Something my kids were just watching on TV.
But it’s a mighty fine parable for us about fears. Creative fears. Fears of speaking out. Of swimming with sharks…
Prepare… and dive in. Your fears will not consume you.
As I have found again and again…