In the words made famous by Doris Day, Que Sera Sera. Whatever will be will be.
I started 2018 filled with anxiety.
Over the past six months I’d created a blog and a social enterprise – two big steps outside of my comfort zone.
Now I felt like the weight was on me to make each of them a ‘success’. And, what I wasn’t telling anyone (even myself), was that deep down, I didn’t know that I could.
2018 had to be do or die. Success or failure. Joy or despair.
And the only outcome I could consider was success. Except the little voice inside was constantly saying “but what if you fail?”.
Life begins at the end of your comfort zone – Neale Donald Walsch
- a situation where one feels safe or at ease.
- a settled method of working that requires little effort and yields only barely acceptable results.
Earlier this year I competed in the Coast to Coast — a 243 kilometre multi-sport race from Kumara Beach on the West of the South Island to New Brighton on the East Coast.
I’d agreed to do it about 10 months earlier, over a glass of wine with a friend. The next morning I wondered why.