I’ve been dwelling on fear lately. Wait, I should rephrase that. I’ve been mulling over the reality of the word again, but I haven’t felt particularly afraid in some time. That’s a kind of cool thing to brag on isn’t it? I’m not afraid of anything. Except it isn’t true, and I actually don’t want it to be. Because I’ve realized that without a bit of healthy fear we aren’t truly living. Without a few butterflies in our stomachs every now and then, we aren’t really taking risks, are we? Without the knowledge that you are stepping into a situation of which the outcome is unknown, you’ll never leave your comfort zone.Continue reading “Episode 17: Take a Hike”
A couple of days ago I was sitting around catching up with a group of friends, and someone began to get real about fear. She had been experiencing some abnormal health symptoms, had gone for tests, and now had an upcoming doctors appointment looming over her head. She summarized her fears about hearing her results quite simply, “I just wish I knew whether it was good or bad.”
Almost immediately, another friend nodded her head in agreement and said, “That’s the hardest part though – the unknown.”
Everyone in the circle nodded in agreement.
I’m sure you know the expression, “Take a leap of faith!” Everyone’s heard it.
Well, I have a bone to pick with it.
There is something to be said for the ability to rest. The ability to place oneself outside of whatever current issue is front and center in your world and just be.
My body craves rest. My mind craves peace.
No, not a feet up, wine in hand, Netflix-binge kind of rest. I mean a beautiful day by day kind of existence.
I want a life filled with rest.
I want everything I do to stem from a position of peace.
Is that too much to ask?
Let me walk you through a tiny piece of my ongoing journey with rest.