There will always be fear. Sometimes, fear may deliver you from disaster. Sometimes, it may deny you your glory. Learn when to listen to it, and when to conquer it.
The next morning, I awoke, unrested, to a chorus of noise - birds, monkeys and insects all coordinating in a jungle symphony alarm clock. After checking my shoes, the floor, and every article of clothing for anything that could kill or maim me, I made my way back to the long, wooden table.
My twenties didn't care about my fears or my meltdowns or my adamant resistance to change. My twenties roared into action - pushing and molding and challenging me to become more. And now, as I exit this decade which as done so much for me, what happens if the next one falls flat?
But I was by myself. I had to make all of the decisions. I was in a crazy ass storm. It felt safer to stay put. I imagined that if I packed up and tried to head home I might’ve gotten lost somehow or tripped and slid down the steep slope next to part of the trail. No, being alone, it was better to stay where I was until the sun came up.
Dear Self Doubt,
You deprive me of the experiences, the adventures, and the life I deserve and I refuse to acknowledge you as a partner any longer.
This week, let's get into some trouble. Let's flout a few rules and embrace flaws and face failure with poise. Because, without making mistakes, how can we expect to conquer our challenges?