Did you know that small steps are the hardest? They are, because it takes so much courage to make them, one can tell that by the timid size of the step itself, the smudge of a shadow it makes as a person’s foot slides forward an inch, half an inch, a mere muscle twitch of progress.
Big steps are a daring leap across the abyss–or straight down into it, depending on one’s aim.
After a big step so many things are in motion that it’s easy to forget to be afraid. Things must be done–bills paid, plans changed, appointments confirmed, interviews kept.
After these big steps there is a feeling of accomplishment, a satisfying roll of the shoulders as one takes stock of how new the world looks, now.
The same old world as before, yet now it is different because you are different in it.
Yes, small steps are definitely more difficult from the very beginning. Small steps can be taken in secret, miniscule incremental motions that can be stolen back.
Step by step, we are going somewhere, either quickly or slowly but still going.
Even those who, by standing perfectly still, hope to opt out of making any choices or change by remaining in one place.
That’s what they say, anyway.
Step by step.