But when I actually say that out loud to people, I tend to get a lot of questions like this:
“Are you going with a boyfriend?” No.
“Are you going with girlfriends?” No.
“Do you have friends there?” Just a couple.
“Do you have a job there?” No.
“Didn’t you LIKE your job?” Um, yes.
“What are you DOING?”
And that’s what I’m struggling with, for all the romance of this great adventure that I’m about to embark on. All of these questions have evolved into doubts and made their home in my mind, and I start to wonder “What AM I doing?” In fact, all of the scary things about being alone and all of the logistics of an international adventure keep me up in the middle of the night, spinning circles like a manic hamster on a wheel.
And then I remember: I’m following my dreams. Maybe just not in the way that most other people would do it.
I’m going alone because I see this as a chance to re-invent myself to become who I’ve always wanted to be. So much of who we are is shaped by what we think other people believe about us. By traveling alone, every new connection I make is a chance to be the strongest, most capable, creative, and happiest version of myself.
Yes, I quit my sweet job. I did like being Director of Outreach and Engagement for Women’s Voices for the Earth, and I was good at it. But I know that there’s more out there, and there are many more things that I want to do with my life. If I don’t take the leap, I will never do those things.
Yes, I’m leaving my fulfilling, supportive community, and what I think is the greatest town on the planet–because I need a CHANGE. It’s nice to be comfortable and content, don’t get me wrong. But growth and greatness come from taking risks. And from stepping off the edge.
Here’s to spreading a new pair of wings.