I have lived much of my life with a mostly risk-managed approach. I take risks with an understanding of the potential rewards and vice versa. It's served me well in business, finance, physical health (mostly) and kept me out of hospitals and prisons and rehab clinics.
But what I find is this leads to a less-than-ideal tepid approach to things I should be more passionate about. I have interests, hobbies, and family that could use a lot more of me and my energy, point of view and personal interest than I give them. Where temperance serves me for safety, it holds me back enormously in most other areas of my life that I care about.
And that really is the crux of it: caring and passion do not get served on a temperance platter. Weird analogy but I'm going with this. I do feel strongly that I will regret giving in to fear and restraint in my big-L Life.
I would write more if I cared less about choosing the correct thing.
I would play more if I cared less what other people thought of me.
I would be more fit if I cared more about what I eat, work out harder, push more, do more.
It's a hard lesson I keep skipping. So this post is really to put it out there; to remind myself that I'm not doing it right... yet.