Explore outside my comfort zone

On Friday I went to a uni orientation at Dreamworld with 250 people that I didn’t know. As if that wasn’t far enough outside of my comfort zone I spent the afternoon going on the Giant Drop, Tower of Terror and a whole heap of other scary rides.

I discovered that if my inner dialogue was freaking out and resisting while I was on rides I’d quickly get upset and feel terrible. But when I just let go, ignored what my brain was telling me and stayed in the moment I had SO. MUCH. FUN.

Hmmmm I think there may be a lesson in that….

Between xmas and new years I made my yearly pilgrimage on the Woodford Folk Festival. It’s always the absolute highlight of my year and is incredibly fun and transformative.

This year it meant a week away from my home, Damian and the kitties.

Needless to say, it was a test of my comfort zone.

This was amplified by our tent breaking on the very first day, while it was raining and after a few drinks had been consumed. BUT the half collapsed tent lasted the whole week and I had the time of my life.

So last night I went to a party, which is somewhat out of my introverted comfort zone. There was a man there who had just finished his Masters in Social Work so I struck up a conversation with him and found out about it, and talked about my degree so far. I’ve been really trying to overcome my shyness lately, and the way in which I get intimidated by people that I think are smarter than me, so this was good progress in both of those areas. And it wasn’t so scary after all.