Please Jump

Sometimes you’re standing on the edge and looking down and what you see could be the most sparkling pool of water, but something will keep you from jumping. Even if what you’re standing next too is dark and dismal.

I am embarrassed to admit that I watched Hannah Montana: The Movie. Actually, I own this silly DVD. Two reasons. One, I have a 6 year old who at one time adored Miss Montana. Two, I don’t have cable anymore (remember RIP Dead Television) and so I purchase DVDs that my daughter would like to watch more than once.

Luckily, she hasn’t had an urge to watch Hannah Montana as often as she watches Scooby Doo Cyber Chase.

Anyway, one of the many plots in the movie includes of course the cowboy love interest. He has a hard time asking Hannah out, and while he’s trying to spit it out, she tells him to “please jump”. This is linked somehow to something he said to her earlier, which I’m sure is significant, but I can’t remember. I watched it. I didn’t study it.

Please jump.

We have to decide if taking the chance on busting our heads and sometimes hearts all over the bottom of the pit is worth it. Sometimes it isn’t. A lot of times it isn’t. I can think of a few times I ran blindly to the edge and just dove to the bottom and then wondered what the hell I was thinking. Sometimes I was pushed over. Sometimes I jumped to get away from something. Often I was tricked. As if someone at the bottom said they were holding the moon and I fell for it.

Silly me.

Unless you are literally jumping off of a cliff (which I am not recommending), I still believe it’s better to jump.  Jump or wonder for the rest of the time I’m on Earth what may have been down there. Jump or stand next to something I know I should get away from. Jump or just linger there and do nothing…but wonder.

And that can’t be productive.

It’s difficult to take that chance. Especially if you’ve jumped in the past and found out there was just a bunch of dirt at the bottom. That the down there wasn’t any better than the up there. Worse even if people told you not to jump and you did.

Still better to know though, isn’t it?

I choose to jump. Again. Always.

One of these days, the moon may actually be down there. And it’ll be worth it.