It’s not about inviting great things into our lives. Rather, it’s about accepting the invitation of great things to step out of our lives.

We can climb peaks or take a stroll in the park. And while the former might be utter exhausting, the latter is entirely unsatisfying.

If I am sufficiently brave to extract the cancer of fear, I have effectively gutted my conviction that what stands before me is impossible.

To be brave is to accept fear but to refuse to bow to it.