The greenlight speaks to me in lucent, symbolic voice, signaling me to freedom. The light prompts me to break away from the bondage of failure’s safety net. It guides me. It slowly and patiently tempts me to touch the bright light of the winner’s circle. The light signals me to subdue my fear–to submerge it in the water of life’s rivers until it sinks, never to murmur its terrors again. The greenlight tells me all is well, and to travel on with steady legs as I was born to do–the way I did before the fears of success made my knees knock. Fearlessly. Ceaselessly. Successfully.
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