Adventuring loss was inspired by the healing I found in pushing myself out of my comfort zones. My world had hit rock bottom so drastically that it became a survival instinct to use discomfort as the concrete foundation for which I would re-build my life. When I started to become aware that the two fueled each other I searched for greater understanding…
I love a good solid adventure. A new place. New restaurant. Take me to nature and I’m re-fueled.
But so much of my adventuring has been done in stillness. When I was exposed to parts of myself that had been unlabeled, on a quiet Monday night at home. A yoga practice or private meditation. Sometimes I just sit at my window watching the world turn. It’s a new adventure really, to redefine what you live for. We may not all be thrown into it at the hands of tragedy but we all choose the volume on our internal dialogue.
I liken it to travel for many reasons. Something or someone can move or change us. It can open our minds to a new and unfamiliar way or thinking if we are willing to be present. I call the processing part of my travels “the encore.” It’s an adventure within itself. The show never stops because we take so much with us as we leave.
My recent journey to Nepal completely changed my life. I wasn’t looking for it to – but I had created space in my life for something new, so I grew. I thought my trek through the Himalayas would bring me physical challenges but that was overshadowed by the vast mountains and peculiar simplicity. It made my blood pump again (figuratively and literally).
In every instant that my heart expanded, there were moments of unease that I sat in…and released. An internal perspective – “who cares if there is no toilet, look at this view!!” A sense of gratitude for the connection(s) I was making along our winding path. All of those little feats were a product of the understanding I search for in every uncomfortable conversation or situation I find myself in.
This trip brought my body movement. But brought my soul stillness. I was just ‘in it.’ Living. Reminding myself that perspective is lost in the spirit of the chase.
Disconnecting in order to reconnect with myself – and show up for the right people at the right time.
This encore will last a lifetime – because I will never stop creating empty space in my life. That is where the magic gets in.
“Perspective is lost in the spirit of the chase.” – Iggy Bradaric