The Ciff Moment

The moment when you all of a sudden feel inspired by someone or something you've just watched or witness. The ha-ha moment.

The moment that follows, I would define it as the cliff moment. The moment when you have an amazing idea or a vision of something that could be beautiful and truly life changing. In that moment, that doesn't really last forever but gives you that boost of energy, fuels your soul and would allow you to conquer the world in that one instant. You feel so powerful, event though you might not have done anything so far in your life that merits to be noticed or acknowledged.

We all have to moments, where everything is possible. How many of us make something out of those moments? Hard to tell.

I would define those moments, the cliff moments. The cliff because you know you are on the edge of something great, and the only thing that is stopping you of taking the jump, is your own self doubts, your own fears and your own uncertainties.

Nothing is for sure in life. Everything just happens, and we control you know what, "None of it". Maybe we think too much of the what if's. Maybe we should live more in the what if I don't do anything. Maybe the opportunity should be seized, and something magical will come out of it. Something that could change your life, something that could fuel your soul and ignite your passion.

My moment this past few days: Oprah's acceptance speech at the Golden Globes. In a moment, she made me dream, she inspired me, she gave me the ha-ha moment. Now, the cliff....

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LyBims8OkSY&feature=youtu.be



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