Hmmm. Someone I admire recently called me fearless. I was taken aback. Is this how I appear to the world?
Though
I may appear fearless I do have some concern and reservation of the
unknown I am entering into. It is like the cave we came upon on our
hike up Mount Robson last summer. Only a couple of the members of the
group went in, Peter and I. Peter kept beckoning me to come further into
the tight, dark, damp cave and although it scared me, that fear was
tinged with elation, anticipation, freedom and excitement. The same
feelings I have now.
Here I am in middle age starting over so to
speak. Most of my life is wonderful, so then why would I change
things? Why give up the security of a monthly paycheck by working for
myself and going back school.
Well it has to do with finding
myself and figuring things out for me. But I do know that I want to
learn, and I want to be around people who are making positive change in
the world, who think somewhat like me. I want to live beyond my nice
comfortable borders, and be guided by my heart.
As I embark on this journey of learning and travelling the following quotation rings true and thus informs the title of my blog:
“Anything I've ever done that ultimately was worthwhile... initially scared me to death. “ ~Betty Bender
So I hope you will join me as I blog about the many metaphorical caves I will be going into in the next year.
Cynthia
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