Following the plea from the David Loggins song, I just got back from 4 days in Boston.
I would not recommend it as a spring break destination since the day before I arrived the snow, rain, ice, and wind did, leaving me in a bit of a panic as to whether I would actually make it there or not.
The plan was to attend an Ignite Your Power conference with Margaret Lynch. I was the usual mix of excited/terrified, so when Mother Nature unleashed the blizzard that looked like it would throw a wrench in my plans, I was secretly relieved to let her call the shots and let me off the hook.
But then came the video from Margaret on Tuesday night saying all systems were go and Boston would be ready to receive us on Wednesday. So much for sabotaging my self-development plans.
Now there was no excuse not to pack my bags and conjure up the courage required to head into 3-days of intense personal development work.
I have spent my whole life attending personal growth workshops. Every “vacation” is really me heading somewhere to learn something with a bunch of other people who have similar interests.
While friends and co-workers talk about their unforgettable time in Bermuda, Jamaica, or Cabo, I talk about my adventures in forgiveness, opening my heart, and getting in touch with my lower chakras.
Don’t get me wrong, I love my “vacations”. I have met some of the coolest people on the planet just by being brave enough to go where they are gathered.
But initially walking alone into a room of over 400 people I don’t know catapults me so far out of my comfort zone I’m amazed I can function. I never get over the feeling that I could be the last one picked for the popular team.
So I breathe. And now I tap because tapping (or EFT) is the reason I am at this particular event.
I remind myself I belong here. These are my peeps. This is my tribe.
I remind myself there are others who feel exactly the way I do.
So I take a seat next to someone and introduce myself. And in a few days my world doubles in size.
Who knew the exact right people would be sitting next to me? Who knew they would share my same fears, challenges, joys, and dreams? Who knew that allowing myself to be uncomfortable for the better part of 4 days would yield such immediate and impressive results?
That’s why I went. That’s why I continue to put myself out there over and over and over again.
Because try as I might to go it alone, I can’t.
I need support in order to do cutting edge work.
I need mentors to model success.
I need coaches to hold me accountable.
I need clients to experience the transformative power of what I do.
I need an expanding group of friends from around the globe to help me gain the perspective only they can provide.
And I need water taxis and drivers with that unmistakable east coast accent to shuttle me back and forth to the city and the airport and tell me stories about Boston so that when I get home, I can bring these stories back to you.
What about you? What do you do that leaves you feeling alternately exhilarated and exhausted, excited and anxious, and alive and exquisitely vulnerable? What do you need to continually coax your life forward?
I’d love for you to share your thoughts in the comments below.