I was standing on top of a 40 foot cliff.  It was my turn to jump.  I hate heights.   My friends were calling for me to jump.  Too late to turn back now.  I launch into a head first dive.  My gut gets that feeling of having a wet towel twisted inside.  Then I hit the water.   Wooooo!   I made it.   If I was alone on that cliff's edge I don't think I would have jumped.  The encouragement, support and, maybe some friendly goading, got me to take the leap ... to take action. I meet with a group … [Read more...]