Before a pilot starts moving a plane along the runway, they must be cleared for take-off.

Someone in the tower gives them permission and then they are able to start their journey.

We’re often like that pilot.

Sitting, waiting.

Hoping that someone will give us the permission that we feel we need before we start our ascent.

Believing that the universe will one day give us a mystical signal that now is the time to take action.

But what if you were already cleared for take-off?

What if you didn’t need the approval from someone in a tower somewhere?

What if you just decided that today is the day that you spread your wings a started to fly?

Wouldn’t that be something?