As I watched, it stretched its neck, ever so gracefully upwards. . .
Reaching for the tender leaves hanging down.
The word vulnerable came to mind and I wondered. . .
Where are you not stretching? Not reaching for the tenderest, juiciest leaves (your dreams)?
Where are you waiting…
– for someday
– for the right moment
– for the leaves to drop
Why not reach up?
Stick your neck out.
S T R E T C H .
And go for what you want.
You’ve nothing to lose.
You don’t have what you want now.
“It’s silly to be afraid that you’re not going to get what you want if you ask. Because you are already not getting what you want.” – Marcia Martin
What is just out of reach?
What’s the cost of not stretching?