Build the ground first. Then you can dance on it.
Solid ground is the engine. You're driven to build something that won't get pulled out from under you — the savings, the stable thing, the plan B behind the plan B. It makes you the dependable one, the person who has it handled while others freefall. But the Eye sees where safety curdles into a cage: the leap you didn't take, the risk that was actually the right call, the comfort you stayed in because the unknown felt worse. You built the floor. It's okay to look up from it sometimes.
Get your read — free on iPhoneyou've turned down something exciting because the safe version let you sleep at night. you call it realistic. sometimes it's just fear in a nicer outfit.