I think I am about to get well lost!
I recently started singing lessons. I really should say, lesson, because I’ve only had one.
For last couple of years I have attended a rock choir on and off. By rock choir it really means, not your traditional choir.
We are just a bunch of humans who like to sing, and like doing it in places other than the car and the shower as well.
We’re a mixed bag of humans. An unlikely bunch really. And to be honest, I am not even sure if I have anything else in common much with anyone else. But it doesn’t seem to matter much. We all just like to sing.
I seem to be a human who likes doing things outside of their comfort zone. But recently, I’ve been considering just how far outside my comfort zone I really am willing to get.
For some humans, it seems that standing in front of a crowd and talking is life threatening. I read somewhere recently that 80% or more of humans would rather die than get up and speak in front a large group. I am SO curious about this.
I have spoken to a couple of folks about singing lessons, about how I said to my friend at the beginning of the year, “I want to sing in a group during the day instead of at night”. And then, it showed up. Folks seem to respond in one of two ways, “wow, that is really brave” and or, “I could never do that”.
It just doesn’t seem scary to me. To do this. And so I wonder, is it REALLY out of my comfort zone, is it out of the comfort zones of many others?
The truth is, both.
It isn’t the biggest leap out of my comfort zone, especially because I am trotting along with a friend of mine and the singing teacher is our rock choir leader. So, it is a little step. I’ll admit. I mean, I still stand up there and sing and someone has to listen to it. In a group I can hide, on my own…ah hem.
I love (ish) stepping out of my comfort zone, not because it feels good, but because I know that that is where the growth happens. That is where I stretch this little human out. Like pressing the accelerator on a fast car…I like to see where it can go.
So the singing, little step.
But here is the big step and I am writing about it now because it is highly likely I am going to get lost. VERY lost!
Mid last year, I did a course that really made me question the kind of writing I want to do in the world.
It made me look at what vibe I was sending out. What legacy or writing footprint was I leaving behind. And this wasn’t even a writing course.
And since then, I have found writing to be…a little challenging. Pretty heady, pretty…clunky and a little uninspired to be honest.
At the same time, I gave up drinking alcohol. Are they related?? I am just not sure.
As my writing has slowed however, other things have had space to pop through. A podcast. Other really fun and creative workshop content. So, it is all purposeful for sure.
But the writing…it calls me back.
But I have been scared. Afraid. And frankly, out of my depth a bit.
Knowing I wanted to take my writing in a different direction, but not entirely sure how I asked in one of my mediations and universal ‘call outs’, “can I have some support with this next writing chapter”.
Seems it heard, as it seems to always do.
Those of you who know me, know I am a BIG fan of life coach and multiple author person, Martha Beck. Some of my favourite life changing books are written by her. And the course I am doing, is developed by her. Makes me a little giddy even remembering it is with her! You know how some folks would love to do something with their fave celebrity? That is what it is like for me and Martha!
This course is 12 weeks. 3 months. And, true to my form, I have printed out all the worksheets, watched all the pre-class videos, have connected with my writing group and bought new stationary allocated just for the course….
And already, I am feeling the rumble of a skin shedding. Something that also seems to happen outside of the comfort zone.
That is how I feel. Nervous about what is going to show up to challenge me and excited about how this will impact my life. And, the reverse as well. I am sure you get the feeling.
If I start to seem like I have lost my marbles, my mind…it is highly likely I have. But, getting lost it seems is where we actually find ourselves.
Breathe in, breathe out…begin…………….again.
So, until next we meet,
Keep being brave. Keep showing up. And keep sharing beautiful YOU. xx
As always, I’d love to hear from you.
When was the last time you stepped out of your comfort zone? And what did it feel like?