We can all come back from the edge. We can all turn away and not return to this place. As long as we are planted firmly on the ground, there is hope.
but…
There is a point, beyond the edge, when you have let go and passed the point of no return. No one can come back from that. It is too late to second guess yourself while the air rushes past and you plummet from the ledge. There is no rescue from a choice so permanent.
“I enjoy the feeling of weightlessness!”
We all do. Yet the cost in the end is life and the feeling so swiftly gone. The false gain is not worth the tremendous price.
A wise man once said that, to be wise, you must think often of your death. It keeps you humble and tempers your choices.
He was right. Remember that when you’re peering over the edge admiring the view.