There are times in life that I like to call 'trapeze moments', when you need to let go of one thing before reaching out and grabbing the next. The scary bit is the 'mid-air' bit between the two. What if you misjudge it? Do you even have a safety net?
Let's look at it from a different perspective. Metaphorically speaking, what experience do you have on a trapeze? Have you trained? Have you been here before? What was that like? Scary? Exhilarating? How did it work out? Did you successfully fly through the air and grab hold of the next trapeze or did you land in the safety net?