Snuggled amid the covers, it is easier to stay in bed where it is warm than to get up and face the cold. I am comfortable and at ease there. All nestled up against the cold. Yet if I tarry too long, I will miss the day and it's opportunities.
There is comfort in knowing what to expect when. In our traditions, time to take meals, when to leave for work. These provide a platform to anchor one. I like the comfort of watching a favorite movie again because I know how it ends. The famous Greek plays were all stories everyone already knew. There is nothing wrong with that... and yet the path to growth doesn't lie that way. To grow, I must leave my comfort zone. I must try new things, uncomfortable things. I know this in my head, but faced with actually leaving the warm bed or the safety of home, I hesitate.
It is hard to notice that you are comfortable because it just seems right... Everything is stable and at ease. And to give it up ON PURPOSE? To actively seek out discomfort?
Staying with the known or the predictable limits me and what I can bring to the world.
“If you want to find the real competition, just look in the mirror. After awhile you'll see your rivals scrambling for second place.”
― Criss Jami