or just give oysters a whirl
in my relatively short number of years, i have learned – the things which are often the most worthwhile come with the “butt falling off” feeling.
what is the “butt falling off” feeling?
it is the rock which formed in my belly before i leapt out of a plane on a gorgeous day in july with my parents.
it is the butterflies which zipped around my stomach as i departed for an argentinian study abroad experience with twenty five strangers and no international cell phone.
it is the “i really think i should just cancel” anxiety which washed over me on my first first date back from heart break.
it is plum pit knot which settles deep inside my abdomen before every race.
it is – my friends – the good stuff.
the throw yourself into the deep end, jump head first, give it a shot, what have you really got to lose moments will tell the story of your life.
the second you step from brightness and comfort into the unknown will define you.
the moment you push fear aside to fall head over heels will shape who you are.
if you aren’t just the tiniest bit terrified at least every once in a little while, you probably aren’t really living at all.
to my comrades who decided to take a chance on a new relationship or a different career path – to those who signed up for a race or a class or match.com – and to those who are finally ready to just give oysters a whirl… good for you.
plow forward, push on, soak it up.
bask in the glory of the unknown and relish in the moments of chaos.
“faith: when we walk to the edge of all the light we have and take a step into the darkness of the unknown, we must believe that one of two things will happen…. there will be something solid for us to stand on or we will be taught to fly.” – patrick overton
*adapted from a piece originally written for and featured on my-roaring-twenties.com in december 2012.