It’s Me Shane the Blog writer and Not AI.
Today I am doing a few things.
1. Trying to demonstrate that I do tbe best I can to live what I write. I am sure you can realize how hard that is on Occasions.
2. Telling a story using an unfamiliar medium (for me) in story telling which is strange because if I can get it to production, this book I have started banging on about.
“Tbe Adaptive Bridge”
Is going to a Graphic Noval.
A story in pictures well as I said this story is about me becoming in a position of relative uncomfortability.
Because it is story in pictures of me jumping out of a Plane!
A thing I have wanted to do but had generally always felt fear would get tbe better if me.
Well this time I went on a Cricket Winners A Grade weekend away and it came up to, we’ll JUMP and as this come up and I said YES. By paying tbe money.
Apart was the obvious. The Tacit or unspeakable in this story is the emotional Beginning and END.
Well here goes with my Story into Picture Stories!
Everyday Hero’s
Winner Winner Chicken Dinner
Po and I
The Particapants!
Yep
That tbe plan!
All going 2plan
Hmm Yep a perfectly good plane!
I said I would WHAT!
OKAY!
And Away we GO!
This is TASTING tbe STRAWBERRY!
BUT like my STORY I try and live a bit of Spiritual Philosphy, and there is a YOGA Practice I think I wrote about HERE about the active practise of DEATH and ATTACHMENT.
AND as stated with the right planning the Risk brings REWARDS.
I am steering tbe ship!
Stepping out that door wasn’t about denying the fear — it was about hearing it clearly as a signal, not letting it dictate the outcome. In that moment, the Adaptive Bridge was right there in front of me: the landing gear of that small airplane — the very structure designed to carry me safely back to earth. Mind and heart met on that humble metal bridge, working together instead of against each other.
This is what living Natural Ethics looks like in practice: choosing coherent action even when every instinct screams otherwise. It’s the daily practice of turning voluntary discomfort into growth, and trusting that by facing the precipice, we Help Other Possibilities Emerge — not just for ourselves, but for everyone watching, reading, or one day finding the courage to take their own leap.
The fear didn’t disappear. I just refused to let it be the boss. And on the other side? Pure, grounded aliveness.
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