i'm relatively new to the concept of risk-taking. it's not in my blood, and i wasn't born with it. i certainly don't have much practice at it. at my core, i'm much more comfortable with calculated decisions. safe choices. in fact, most of the decisions in my life until now, have been made this way. safely.
for the sake of financial stability. for the sake of making others happy. for the sake of a good impression. and on and on and on.
i can't say what has gotten into me in the past few months. but i've come to a realization that risk taking is absolutely necessary in moving closer to dreams. that i wont get where i need to go, if i stay on the sidelines of my life.
last weekend was a great adventure, of the risky variety.
i spent 20 hours on the open road. traveled over 1000 miles. (i should mention, with the best road tripping partner a girl could ask for. we sang. talked until our voices gave out, about dreaming big. life. love. and just everything.)
stepped into a space where i was able to let go + be free. make connections. beautiful connections. met one of my favorite artists. learned so so much from her.
i love new adventures, don't you?
stepping outside of the comfort zone = brand new perspective.