Standing at a Precipice

prec·i·pice

[pres-uh-pis] 

noun  

1. a cliff with a vertical, nearly vertical, or overhanging face.

2. a situation of great peril: on the precipice of war.

Big word for a gal like me.

How does one adapt to change? Is it a switch in your brain and/or your heart? A gradual evolution? A resigned acceptance? A lust for different?

How do you argue a difficult decision? What if it isn't the best decision, but perhaps the only one you can see in that moment. When you look back, would you make the same one or veer away and choose other options?

If facing tough situations do you run and hide? Come out swinging? Bow or curtsey gracefully, wave to the audience and slip silently away?

Big thoughts for a gal like me.

Standing at a precipice - would you take it on?