What Would You Do if You Had Permission?

What would you do if nobody had to pick you? If you didn’t need a signature or an approval? If you didn’t have to ask for permission to create something, because you already had it?

What would that feel like?

In my experience it’s freeing and frightening at the same time: as soon as you realize that you can do something, you’re on the hook for whether you will do it or not.

Waiting for permission is usually waiting in vain — by design. It’s a convenient way to avoid facing the fear without admitting our own responsibility.

If you already had permission, it would just be you standing in your own way.

Would you forge ahead then?