Anyone who’s known me for any length of time will probably tell you that “adventurous” isn’t one of the top adjectives they’d use to describe me (and I can understand why) . . . but I want to let you in on a little secret:
I DO see myself as an adventurer (a curious observer, a try-er, a dare-er), and I’m working on acquainting with that part of me more and more.
I always want to live the kind of life that doesn’t shy away.
The daring part of me has done some wild things (I believe this is spurred on by Divine inspiration) . . . things like moving halfway across the country at seventeen because I felt surprisingly “called” to attend college in the Midwest (just one random example) . . . but my bravery has also often taken a backseat at times when I’ve allowed fear to suppress inspiration . . .
When I was younger, certain experiences resulted in my adopting some labels for myself like “not-athletic” or “uncoordinated” or “limited” . . . I felt different and other when I compared myself to peers for whom physical activity and adventures (particularly “naturey” ones) seemed to come more naturally.
It’s true: I get sun-burned easily, bugs love to bite me, and I’ve never been in great shape. When I was younger, I was very shy and sensitive in ways I didn’t really understand (ways that I now see as awareness and empathy but at the time felt like weakness). I’ve had chronic illness and stubborn injuries trip me up . . . but I refuse to be defeated by any of these factors because I believe my life isn’t limited by them.
Along with undertaking some new creative projects in 2016, I’ve been continuing the process of pushing past some of my labels in a variety of ways, so tonight I just want to share one of those “pushing past” steps with you . . .
While walking with some friends during our beach trip at the end of July, I decided I wanted to form a small walking group for women who don’t necessarily see themselves as “hikers” but still want to go out into nature, visit places they might not usually think to go, and walk around to see what they can see. So far, we’ve only had 2 outings for our little group. Both have been successful in different ways, and I’m excited for more.
Tonight, we visited Columcille Megalith Park and had the opportunity to view some of the beautiful stones and structures at the park. The things we observed there were rather unique, and I had a mix of a feeling amazed at the structures as well as amused by the question of why people choose to put such collections together.
And beyond any thoughts about the site itself, I felt glad to be . . . just doing it. There was no voice nagging me with nonsense like: “But girls like you can’t do things like this . . . ” or “Well, what if you can’t keep up?” The nagging voice is silenced because I’ve chosen (in faith) to claim all the adventures that are possible for me.
What adventure is waiting for you if you will choose it?
Maybe yours isn’t an adventure in nature.
Maybe it’s a project you’ve been putting off undertaking (or completing) or a relationship you’ve been neglecting to nourish. It could be one of a million things.
Whatever it is, would you tell me about it?
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