It’s so easy to fall into the alluring trap of comfort. Nice and cozy, warm and snugly, days languidly passing you by as you follow your reassuring routine. But then you wake up years later with a huge ass, a job that a monkey could do, and a broken towel rack.
I’m not saying we have to live in a constant state of uncertainty in order to accomplish something cool. I just think it’s important to recognize an evolutionary halt because we’ve settled too deeply into a warm spot. I am writing this because I have to remind myself of that fact.
It’s hard not to fear leaving that nook of security for the unknown, even if you know in your heart that there’s something better out there. The thought of taking that leap into the indefinite, and winding up with a huge bag of worse than before, is a little debilitating. But the best decisions I’ve ever made in my life have been the scary ones. The ones with the unpredictable outcome. The decisions that make me feel alive and strong and powerful. Brave.
I also think making small changes in the way we live our rhythmic lives can shake us up a bit too. The monotony of your commute to work can be transformed with a walk to the next subway stop and in turn, you will accidentally trip on an unfamiliar curb and collide with the love of your life. See how wonderful change can be.
I can’t let myself be afraid of change just because I can’t see the future. But if I am afraid, I will confront that fear and accept it, take it with me face into the wind pushing through the darkness of the unknown.