Comfort is Risky

I was driving through a community today and it took me right back to when I was growing up. Everything seemed so familiar, the housing, the narrow road…
koru hand painted rock
I thought about the tight knit communities that to some degree shape us and have an affect on us in our later years, the experiences that are embedded in our cells like growths, at times out of control…
But at some stage we have to leave the comforts of familiarity and take control. To explore new horizons, to get a life and see what else is there…
Because this comfort can be risky – we never get to see what is on the other side of the world, outside the house, or the back yard or outside our own cities, so we stay just around the edges because that is what we know…we feel safe there…
But by playing safe, we risk all potential to be, we risk not seeing the beauty of what lies beneath the facade that has been created by familiarity of time, place, comfort…
And if only we knew what awaits us… if only we knew…
Arohanui,
Jo x

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