beware the addicting lure
of the comfort zone
its sly seductive tentacles
reaching, grabbing, wrapping,
encasing and imprisoning….
one day you awaken
and find yourself sinking
stuck in the quicksand
that is the familiar
huddling there
settling for sameness
ignoring the beat of the drum within
oblivious to the trailing ties
of the floating dreams
you didn’t even know were cut loose.
i wrote this before we left on our trip to washington. and i am still struggling with it. my life here is so very comfortable….. yet i
do feel the call within, the call of the wild.
i have been feeling it for a long time and for various reasons was not
free to heed it. the time has come now
and we are moving forward. stepping out
toward the unknown, terrified and exhilarated at the same time.
