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”
It’s such a dirty word in 2018, hey?
We prefer to talk about sleep hygiene, self-love, meditation and minimalism. We strive to rid ourselves of this demon that wreaks havoc on our mental, emotional, and physical health. Yet we don’t really like to talk about it. I’ve often wondered how many people answering the question, “How’re you doing?” with “Oh I’m just so busy!” should really just cut the crap and say, “I’m stressed.”
But maybe that’s just me.
How many variations of that statement have you heard or you yourself uttered throughout the week?
“I was so uncomfortable.”
It’s the primary reason we associate long international flights with a deep sense of dread and disdain. It’s the reason we write off a potential relationship after one semi-awkward first date. It’s our excuse for backing out of a new job opportunity almost as quickly as we entered into it. It’s why we stare unwaveringly at our phones while trapped in crowded public elevators or waiting rooms, desperately avoiding potential eye contact with strangers.
We are driven by an innate desire for comfort.