When you are starting a new chapter in your life and turn over the page of your old reality, you are faced with staring into the glaring whiteness of the blank page. Every story starts with a blank page. It can be tempting to rush to begin filling up this empty space to allay the anxiety caused by such proximity to the unknown. As you transition, people will ask you questions about where you are going and what you are doing, and if you don’t have a neat outline of page fillers, the conversation soon becomes stilted with their own discomfort with the blank page.
Viewed positively, however, the blank page is pure potential. It is a rare moment to stand between the chapters, to pause, to reflect and to think before you begin writing again. It is the ultimate exercise in exploring the freedom one has to make one's own life.
Right now I am standing on the edge of the blank page and I am breathing into it with my eyes wide open. I want to stand here until the tight little fist of fear turns into the wide open feeling of awe.