Fear has conditioned us to avoid the turbulence. To turn and run. When it comes to physical safety, that can make a lot of sense.
But when it comes to our mind, running from the turbulence in a moment that is spilling over with the possibility of change, most often the running is a run away from our freedom.
Sometimes the familiar pain becomes so intense, people will choose to press through just by shear will because the pain of staying the same has just come to feel more painful then the risk of stepping into some new space appears to be.
But sometimes people need something else. Knowing/trusting/maybe even just hoping we belong to something grander, something too beautiful to describe with our limited language or see with our blurred vision, offers us something extra, just enough to where we choose to jump, even into what feels like darkness, even when we are not sure we will be caught.