Feel the fear and do it anyway!

That’s my mantra.

What I know about me is I have the uncanny ability to talk myself into or out of anything. I’m usually thinking from one of two places: fear or trust.

Letting fear decide for me just wasn’t an option. Never has been. Never will be.

So, what did I do?

I pushed passed my comfort zone and jumped on an airplane heading to a foreign country [alone] to visit my sister-friend, and mourn and celebrate the life of my granny (who would’ve been 82 just two weeks after she transistioned).

See that little a$$ plane? I almost lost all of my gangsta when I learned it was the quickest most efficient way to my destination - the last island off the coast (all flights are connecting and all planes are one size). It certainly didn’t help to have seen a crop duster losing control, mid air, a few days before my flight was scheduled to depart.

But, I was here now. Unless I wanted to take a 5-hour bus ride, I needed to do the very thing I feared (I was not a fan of light aircraft - keyword ‘was’).

After several deep breaths and a good ol’ self-pep talk , I was swallowing the knot in my throat as I boarded a plane I was too tall to stand up [straight] in . One I’d said I would never fly on.

What I learned [again] is just on the other side of fear is something so beautiful, wonderful and life-altering. The opportunity to journey into the unknown and experience a brand new moment is the reward for choosing from a place of trust.

Needless to say, getting on that little a$$ plane was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made.

Just look at how happy I am!

It was a powerful reminder to trust the process. Feel the fear and do it anyway!