Security or Freedom?

I am warned constantly to make safe choices, reasonable choices and even easy choices. People who care about me are afraid i will fail, regret or be heartbroken yet again. Part of me sees the kindness and the wisdom in this, the other part of me feels constrained and stressed by this. I want a great big juicy life, not a reasonable facsimile of a life. When i don't follow through with my passionate dreams i feel disconnected, disheartened and drab. sure, if you only risk a little you can only fail a little. Or is that true? when i play it safe and sensible my soul feels shriveled up and dry. when i dream big and risk big i feel alive, even if i fall on my face am i not still better off? That much closer to learning how to make it next time? Sure, its a bit humbling to utterly fail, but i will still braver for having tried and that means something to me. Where is the adventure in taking no risks? where is the fun, the exhilaration, the joy?