Recently I’ve been debating with myself. When an idea makes me afraid I ask myself if it is actual fear of danger, as in mental or bodily harm. Or is it fear of being out of my comfort zone, fear of the unfamiliar. With our recent decision to sell our house and move abroad for a year I have definite moments of uneasiness. I’ve been asking myself what happens when you take a leap out of your comfort zone?
I find it often yields surprising results.
Nothing in your life will change without your willingness to sacrifice something first. Most often that sacrifice is our comfort. To achieve our goals and dreams it can be painful and uncomfortable. But that pain is just a stage that we pass through to promote our growth.
My father in law gave Derek some advice when he was starting out his career. He told him, “look at someone who has been doing what you’ve been doing, only they’ve been at it 10 years longer. Is that where you want to be? Do they have a better life? Are they doing the things you want to do?” You have to be critical about your situation. To ensure you end up where you ideally want to be.
I blame the fact that I was surrounded by nothing but the reflective surface of the ocean last week on this self- reflective mood.
We were cutting across the teal colors of the world.
Where water and sky bled into each other.
The water spray and the warm current’s arms rocking me gently into love.
Beside me- arms linked and head resting against his shoulder.
Heart racing in my chest
I reached for the sunset and
I had a thought that there is someone for all of us.
And he is that someone for me
I am acting on living.
Just loud singing to carry me into the next day