
failure seems to me to be inevitable, but if i were given a choice to move forward and attempt something, without failure at all? wow! i would turn soulful garden melodies into something that lives and breathes. a space where music and photography, poetry and plants weave seamlessly together. i’d host gatherings, share performances and write openly about the meeting of creativity and life. i’d stop hiding behind one day because one day is now. perhaps that’s the point of this question. to realize the fear of failure prevents us from recognizing what we dream of is truly at our disposal. if i were guaranteed not to fail, i think i’d attempt to see i haven’t.

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