stepping into unknown situations at the risk of having fun.

A friend dropped this comment. She unravelled a thought process that once again took me farther, than I could’ve imagined.

Are you swimming on the superficies of life, because you’re too scared to dive into deeper levels?

Deeper emotions are formed when we’re courageous enough to let go of the fear of getting hurt. Deeper experiences are lived when we let go of the fear of looking ridiculous. Life is lived deeply when we let go of the fear of changing our opinion.

Two options: you struggle helplessly on the surface or you learn how to glide elegantly through the water. Which one do you choose?

When some people travel, they book an expensive hotel in a country far away, that would have so much culture to explore, only to end up exploring every angle of the pool they’re laying at all day. I’m not here to judge how you spend your vacation, it’s just not the way I chose to live my life.

We often limit ourselves to our close surroundings, because we’re too scared. Too scared of stepping out the metaphorical hotel entrance, to experience real life. Too scared of not liking it. Once we understand that we are the master over our own emotions, we won’t be scared of not liking a place, because we create our own perceptions, remember? We’re too scared of leaving behind what we already know. But do you know what? The worst that could happen is you learning something new or having fun. Sounds horrible doesn’t it 😉

Imagine you’re spending a week on a Caribbean island — will the tropical weather kill your mood, or will you finally learn to dance in the rain?

Don’t you want to feel the adrenaline of not knowing what happens tomorrow? Step out of your comfort zone and hand over the steering wheel to the wind. It will carry you to experiences you’ve never even dreamt of. Life rewards those, who choose their own path.

Why would we choose to spend a lifetime wondering <<what if>> if we can start living RIGHT NOW?

I’m going to paint one last example for you: That day we went to swim in the Main my friend did not join us. She missed out on how we jumped into the cold water and felt our whole body prickle. She didn’t experience what it’s like to float with the current. She didn’t try to reach that ladder we wanted to climb, to jump back into the water. She didn’t almost drown laughing together with us.

She didn’t live that moment. And it can never be reversed. Or maybe I’m just overthinking this and she prioritised not getting her hair wet. Maybe she’s right: don’t get your hair wet at the risk of living.