If your driving force is comfort and ease, you will miss out on pursuing that which is meaningful. ~Kristen Tobias
I came across this line in a newsletter from a professional organization I belong to and it will not leave me alone.
I spent the first years of my adult life striving for the next thing, working toward an ideal defined by society. I had no idea if I was in or out of my comfort zone. I was just working my ass off to be in the (supposed) safety zone. Then I woke up. And I lived way outside my comfort zone. I started a yoga studio. I quit my job. I bought a hundred year old building and turned it into the wellness center of my dreams. I created a life on my own terms. Now five years later it feels like Iâ€™ve lost my edge. My wild and crazy dreams from back then are now my daily reality.
At the studio where I practice yoga there is this teacher who kind of scares me. She is stern, she offers an intense class, and if you modify to take it down a notch she assumes you didnâ€™t understand her directions. When she teaches I go way further than I think I can. She takes me outside my comfort zone and shows me I am capable of showing up in a bigger, bolder way. She is exactly what I need right now - someone to push me to the next level, a place where I have not been willing to take myself.
I miss wild and crazy. I get that after all the turning-my-life-upside-down stuff my nervous system may have needed a rest. And now I am rested. I am living in the land of comfort and ease. And itâ€™s gotten a little stagnant. I am itching for some discomfort. Craving the kind of scary teacherâ€™s class. Dreaming of my next big thing.
Gathering brave, badass dreamers,
Daring to share the true stories,
Dancing with life in the ampersand,
Falling in love with the sacred now.