The twilight zen.

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(Image via Rice and Curry Life.)

I think it’s safe to say that Maui has completely obliterated my comfort zone.

BOOM!
BAM!
BUH-BYE!

In addition to the bus, my other mode of transportation these days are leaps of faith. From one steadfast fear to another, I’ve leapt again and again; and looking back to where I started this journey six months ago, it’s amazing to see just how much ground I’ve covered.

*leapPoverty.
*leapHomelessness.
*leapIRS.
*leapMiddle schoolers.

I’d like to think that, by now, I passed Maui’s hazing test and can now leap less and luxuriate more. Alas…

BOOM!
BAM!
BUH-BYE!

…based on today, I don’t think so.

Or maybe, just maybe, the goal of all this fear-raising rigmarole is to teach me how to luxuriate within the leaps. How to face my fears with finesse. How to – it’s trite, but apparently true – go with the flow.

Ugh. (I meant, yay.)

And maybe, just maybe, I’m also learning that my true comfort zone is much bigger than I once envisioned; and that the bigger my comfort zone is, the harder it is for me fear. Not that I’m completely fearless, but I do fear less.

Hmm. Maybe that’s the goal.

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