Dealing with the Comfort Zone

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“What if that happens?”, “What if I don’t make it?”, “Would my efforts be in vain?”, what would people think?” 

I struggle with these questions when I’m about doing something new, when I’m venturing into new territory, or when I’m about to do something to chase a dream. As the questions crawl through my mind, I begin to wonder what to do and I start to search for answers.

If I don’t find an answer, I close up whatever it is that I am doing and go do things that bring me some level of certainty. There goes the dream. There goes that goal.


Once in a while though, I do it either ways, when I think what I need to do is far more important/more impactful than the answers my mind seeks. 

If things eventually turn out fine, I start thinking, I need to do this more. I need to shut out that constant need for answers and certainty; if they don’t, the voices in my head that seek certainty become stronger.



Because ambition, especially lofty ones, push us to places we’ve never been, it brings so much uncertainty and that’s scary. So scary. 

How do I take more risks? Put myself out there more? And just run for those goals that, in my mind, seem impossible?

I guess I don’t have answers to all these questions. One thing that I do know though, is that in this journey called life, when/if I resolve to push my boundaries, I make discoveries. Discoveries about myself, why I act the way I do, and why I feel limited in certain areas. And those discoveries give me a little more freedom, which in turn allow to push for better.


The pivoting points, the moments that matter are those where the decision to move on despite uncertainty are made. Every step of the way, at each of those moments, I am learning to ask myself, am I making the right/wise choices that’ll get me where I want to be? Am I taking risks, trusting that ultimately things will turn out fine?


I guess the takeaway from this/what I’ve learned/am learning is that I don’t have to have all of the questions answered before taking a step. Every tangle on the very curled up rope of success doesn’t have to be straightened out before trying. Sometimes, it takes a leap of faith into the unknown to really see results.

Soon, I notice speed, and soon flight.

And then i come back to another activity and start with a step, then a leap.. till...


I guess the summary of this post is the very cliched saying - ‘stepping out of the comfort zone’.



Thank you for reading 😊

Enjoy your weekend!

Bye! 



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