“Lean into the discomfort” is the professional version of this, but sometimes I need regular people “speak” to really understand the meaning. Yes I understand what discomfort means, but what I have leaned into is so much bigger, meaner, nastier than discomfort. Discomfort sounds like I might have a blister from a new pair of shoes, a hang nail or an unexpected (and expensive) car repair. What life has handed me in the past few years was not discomfort; it has been out and out “scare the shit out of me” stuff. Heart Attack, not so successful open heart surgery (but had to give it a shot), defibrillator implanted in my chest, and horrendous financial obligations (as a result of all of this, even after insurace!). However…. what truly scares the crap out of me is my creative work. What do I do next, will it be good enough, do I have the talent to pull this off, and a new class I have never taught before...teaching 2 classes over the summer, Holy CRAP!Yes I am scared…it just has be worth it. I am doing it anyway!
(Trying to) Evolve Ani DiFranco