Yes, it is, and rarely.
How do we know that being realistic, following our Fears, will keep us out of danger?
Answer? We don’t, and can’t know such a thing.
Any one of us could die of a heart attack right now, or fall down the stairs and break our neck, or be crushed in a flaming car crash this afternoon. There IS no safety. It is all illusion.
Does that mean that some situations might not be safer than others?
Sure. Sitting in my home office, in my overstuffed chair is probably safer than charging through Afghanistan with an American Flag on my back. Just as NOT kissing a cobra is safer than kissing one.
But to argue that taking one job over another, turning left instead of right at the intersection, or NOT following your intuition and passion to do what you want to do, is safer than DOING IT, is absurd in the extreme, unless of course, your passion is to run through a terrorist camp wearing Old Glory, and kiss some cobras on the way.
Fear doesn’t keep us safe; nothing does.
Fear is mostly just killing us at 25, rendering us into rotting, walking corpses, long before they throw the dust on us and say the fuckin’ prayers.
There’s a far greater risk, I would argue, and that is the risk of NOT doing what we want. The risk of giving into reality, of being realistic.
Let’s not be realistic; let us instead create our own realities, without Fear.