Fear of

failure.  As I was cutting fudge this morning, I noticed a bag of coconut sitting on the counter and said to myself, "Wouldn't that be good in a stuffed brownie?"  The thought lingered, long enough to grow legs and multiply in scope.  "Wouldn't it be even better to couple the coconut with some dark chocolate chips?"  Voila!  Stuffed mounds brownies!  Now you gave to understand, they just came out of the oven and I have no idea if they "worked" or not.  It doesn't matter.  It's bridge day and these bridge players, like all good teachers, will eat anything.  In my mind, I can't see them not working, but....  It started me thinking.  How often do we stumble on to an idea and simply ignore it because it might not work?  It's not how we've always done things.  We might fail.  Yeah?  So?  I believe failure is an event, not a label!  If something doesn't work, it's not because of who I am, it's because it didn't work.  Darn.  I probably won't lose my birthday because of it!  (Although I could stand to lose a few pounds, but I don't think it works like that!). As long as no one is hurt, it doesn't contradict my ethics, or it won't send us to the poor farm, who gives a rat's rump?  Don't fear something because it might fail.  Fear what you might miss if you don't try!  But the one thing that never fails?  You are loved!