Fail Proof

Fail proof

Failure Proof? Really? Is there such a thing? I mean, can we bubble wrap ourselves and become resistant to failure? Isn't failure part of the "roller-coaster ride" that we are supposed to enjoy? I don't know. I guess it all depends who you are and how you look at situations.

I was once told you can "prevent" bad luck and failure, so let's try. Let's put our salt in magnetic canisters and perhaps they wont fall over. Shut your eyes if you suspect it was a black cat that you just saw. Perhaps you will get only three and a half years. Cement every crack in your home and pray the plumber survives. Please, go ahead, let's bubble wrap and box ourselves to prevent bad luck. This makes me wonder though; by becoming captives in our own world, by letting our superstitions and trivial fears bind us, are we not subjecting ourselves to the worst kind of luck? But then again, it all boils down to who you are and how you look at it.

I believe the same goes for failure. We fail to live because of the fear of failure. We dare not try that dance move because of the what-ifs. We fail to ask that question in class because of the fear of what people might say. We fail to try for the marathon in case we don't get the gold. "oh the sheer humiliation."
But of all that, the greatest fear that we should have is regret! Is it not better to try and fail than to fail to try? Easier said than done, you might think. Well, you see, I'm not one for motivational poetry and such outrun, outdated and overdone lifestyle quotes. Me? I'm practical. I know what I'm talking about. I've been there. For years I lived not only with the fear of failure, but failure itself!
Stepping away from my fails and bad luck wasn't due to some miraculous set of circumstances (unless you consider time and age as such.), it was a decision! My mistakes and fails aren't going to keep me confined to some dark corner. NO! Not anymore! In my fear I have found freedom.

You know what I say now? Leave the salt on the table. If it falls, I'll draw pictures. Leave the cracks on the ground, lets play hop-scotch. Invite the black cat over for a play date (if he doesn't want to, he doesn't want to. There are no excuses for deliberately hurting yourself or the animal while you were forcing it to roll over ad purr. I wont be held liable for such!)

Failure proof? I am! I'm human and I will fall. But I wont cry over skinned knees. I will appreciate how beautiful the world looks when one is on the ground.
If you think you are, then you are right. If you think you are not, you are still right. It all depends on you look at it!