Taking Comfort in Being Lost
I've felt a bit lost since arriving in Vietnam. Afterall, I have been dreaming of this moment for so long, that I got off the plane with many high expectations of what this journey would feel like.
I think I expected to feel a confirmation that this is where I'm meant to live. I think I expected to immediately feel at home. And I certainly expected to trapse confidently around this country.
So, when those feelings haven't quite come, I find myself anxiously questioning my decision to make such a grand leap to move to the other side of the planet.
But I read two quotes that are making me take another look at this anxiety I feel. Both of which I came across while reading Seth Godin's What To Do When It's Your Turn:
To dare is to lose one's footing momentarily. Not to dare is to lose oneself.
And it hit me: Of course, I am feeling unsure in my footing.
I just dared to reach for one of my biggest dreams, for crying out loud.
Instead of only seeing the insecurity of a dream, why not look at wavering as a sign you're doing something so wonderfully outside your comfort zone that you are an explorer.
"The explorer is the person who is lost."
What is worth losing your footing for a moment so as to not lose yourself? What project are you exploring enough to feel confidently lost? Why not take comfort from being lost?
24 March 2016
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