Q: At what point do you realize that everything is going to be OK, you know what you’re doing, have no fear, you got this …..happens?
I’m going to try to stick to thinking about this question in a motorcycle/travel-y sort of way. There are plenty of other avenues where I might go careering down a path of self-destruction. Motorcycling isn’t one of them 🙂
At what point do I realize everything is going to be OK?
If I think about this in more specific terms like maybe packing up and setting off on a trip – it’s a little easier to put my arms around. I’ve been trying to boil this down in to a simple, realistic answer. And that is – I suppose that most of the time I think things are going to be okay. For all of my nail-biting, hemming, hawing and moments of self-doubt, there is a steady undercurrent of the glass being half full that ultimately propels me forward. I want things to work out. Sometimes that’s enough to make it happen.
When I start noodling about maybe going away somewhere, I tend to imagine it as an entirely positive experience. I decided things will be okay before I roll out of the garage.
…you know what you’re doing: I’m not sure I feel like I know what I’m doing. It’s more of a neutral feeling versus what I might consider a confident feeling. Generally speaking, I’m comfortable in the knowledge that I’ll be able to work out whatever goes wrong.
have no fear: Mmm, I hesitate and mull things over all the time. My nature isn’t reckless. I tend to say that I’m scared of everything and yet it doesn’t usually keep me from doing the things or riding to the places that spark my curiosity. Sometimes I think my definition of fear or being scared is askew.
This post is in response to an: Ask Me Anything question.