Going Out on the Ledge  

SunneyOne 43F
2146 posts
8/3/2005 10:53 am

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Going Out on the Ledge


When I was a kid, I had an odd habit of climbing up on ledges. I would crawl up on the roof and sit on the edge of the house. I would find my way out of building windows to the ledge. I climbed up oil rigs to sit on the highest ledge. Sometimes these ledges were only one story high, and then there was the time I was 12 stories up.

I am also a klutz. I’m not a graceful girl, though I’ve always imagined and wished I was. Very often, I would fall from the ledge, or panic and have to drop, or become too scared to move. Never once did I fly like a bird from the ledge and land gracefully on the ground. I think maybe that was my goal every time I got up there, but it never happened.

Inevitably, my trips to the ledges would end badly, somehow. Yet, I returned, over and over again. Why? Why when I knew that the goal wouldn’t be reached, that I would be hurt, why did I go out on the ledge over and over?

Why do I do it now?

I have found that this transfers to my life in general. Time and again I put myself out on a ledge, hoping for something magical to happen. Maybe it’s professionally, with an idea that I know won’t go over well. Sometimes it is with some new venture I want to try ‒ ballroom dancing, painting, a trip to Italy. Most of the time, though, it is with my heart.

Time after time, I fall from that ledge and come crashing down. Or I panic, and have to be pulled down by my friends. I will sit on the ground for a while and cry over my skinned knees, then, sure as the sun, my gaze drifts upward. I am caught by something, by the idea of more, by the dream of the ledge. And again, I find myself out on that ledge.

Maybe it’s the exhilaration. Maybe it’s the moments of sheer hope and optimism of being on that ledge, and wondering if maybe, just maybe, this time will be different. Are those few moments worth the ensuing moments of panic, doubt and pain?

Yes, for me they are. Because in those moments on the ledge, all of my dreams are a possibility. I am strong and free, graceful and beautiful. Hope is my friend, and my imagination tells me that this time is different. It is in those moments where I am most alive, where every breath I take means something, has an impact, and life courses through me with all that it can be. So even though my fingers are slipping, and my knees are still skinned from the last time I fell, right now, I’m alive. Don’t tell me I can’t fly.

LovableEclectic 59F

8/3/2005 10:24 pm

Oh Sunney you have done it again - I see myself in so much that you write. My life has taken yet another unexpected turn, and I am working my way to the ledge once again.
Don't ever stop trying to fly.


eroticneurotic 46M

8/3/2005 11:12 pm

If you're not living on the edge of the ledge, then you're not seeking life's full potential. If you don't try to fly, then you'll never find out what's really out there for you. If you fail at first, then you must try, try again and eventually you must know that you will win. Remember that fear is only weakness leaving the body and if we don't push ourselves to fear, then we will stay weak. So, by all means try to fly and indeed you will succeed. You are strong, free, graceful, beautiful, sexy, witty, sassy and very erotic and don't ever believe anyone who tells you any different. Because you SunneyOne are truly a One of a kind gem, a rare flower and a very special woman. To thine own self be true and yee shall receive all of the glory that life has to offer. XOXOXOXXX!


SunneyOne 43F

8/4/2005 4:25 am

Awww... ya'll!!! I could kiss BOTH of you! Okay, so I'd slip Erotic a wee bit more tongue than you, Lovable, but I'd make it good either way. Thanks you two.


AltumHunksUnite 53M

8/4/2005 7:22 am

Life... you can either sit back and watch it happen, or you can get out onto the ledge and get a better view, seeing things you wouldn't otherwise be able to see.

Let me drive. I like the view


LarvaValvePeers 46M

8/4/2005 1:08 pm

when it comes to the heart , we walk to the edge hopeing to find the one to fly with us , we go to thw edge knowing we cant do it alone, but with the right partner we can do anything.


LovableEclectic 59F

8/4/2005 7:20 pm

Less tongue is better than no tongue....*head tilt*

Right?


SunneyOne 43F

8/4/2005 7:37 pm

So I guess I'm looking for a man with wings. I know they sell feminine products with those now... maybe technology has gotten so advanced that men come with that addition. Hmm... must look into that.


rm_sharksnsails 46M
738 posts
2/3/2006 6:00 pm

this is so much like I am trying to say in my blog, and has givin me a great idea. ...

thanks


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