I hesitate at the tunnel entrance. Before me lies the unknown expanse of cold and darkness I am to go through alone.
“Anything can happen in there,” I say, fear stuttering my words.
That’s the point.
“What if I get lost?” I take a step back. A hand on my arm stops further retreat.
You’ll find your way.
Without warning I am pushed across the threshold into the darkness.
After long moments of fear and hesitation, I take one tentative step forward. Emboldened, I slowly take another step, and another.
Then I realize that I have begun to move forward.