Yesterday, I booked my flight from Toronto to Thailand. In less than two weeks, I’ll travel across the Pacific, land briefly in Hong Kong and then fly into Bangkok. And yes, I’m doing it all by myself.
I’m going to be honest with you: I’m scared shitless. And that’s why I’m so certain it’s a good idea.
When I was little, I remember waking up in the middle of the night crying because my legs hurt. My mom always told me that it was growing pains – and that it was as a result of me getting taller. In actuality, science hasn’t found any evidence that physical growth hurts. But from my personal experience, I’m quite certain that the more internal growth often does.
It’s the feeling that you get before speaking to a large crowd, or jumping out of a plane… or going to a faraway land (did I mention I’m going by myself?) for the very first time.
When we push beyond our emotional, mental, psychological and spiritual bounds – and grow and evolve as an individual – it can hurt. It can be scary. But when all is said and done, we’re almost always glad for having stretched ourselves to new dimensions. And when we’re outside our comfort zone, it’s where the magic happens.
It’s all the more reason to take a different route home from work. Or to learn a new skill. Or to discover a new culture. Or to travel to Thailand.