Yesterday I sat for a few cups of coffee with my grandparents. I opened up about my fears, my lack of direction, the ache I have for change and travel. There has been a consistent feeling of discontentment in my heart. Here is some of their words of wisdom....
I worried about direction.
Grandpa told me whether it is a step in the right direction or the wrong direction; it is all feedback. Clearly the more information you have the more capable you are of deciding a solid direction. So steps in every direction are necessary.
I worried about overcoming fear.
Grandpa told me that with any change brings fear. It's a basic survival instinct.
-This is different.
-What is out there?
-Will it hurt me?
-Well hell, either way we need to find out, right?
You have to change. The analogy he used was, What if you were wearing the same pair of boots from ten years ago? Well... I imagine they'd be dirty, worn and probably not as comfortable or useful as they once were huh?
"You treat fear and anxiety like it's something serious." -Papa
I worried about inspiration and motivation.
Grandpa told me, if you wait for inspiration and motivation, you'll be waiting until you're dead.
Sometimes you literally have to Nike, just do it. Even if you don't know what to do next. Do anything and you're more likely to encounter opportunities than waiting for it to hit you like a bus....which now that I think about it, seems pretty unlikely.
The things they said were so grounded....and realistic, almost obvious but I had been overthinking everything for so long.This year I no longer care to understand.
I plan to understand nothing but the fact that whatever I will face this year: be it a blessing or a challenge, I will thank God for either His sweet sweet grace or thank Him again for the lessons learned and opportunities to grow. This year I relieve myself of the responsibility to overthink. This year I will JUST DO.
Here's to you and 2014.
Cheers to direction, wherever it may be.
Happy New Year,