More Than Likely You'll Soar
A relationship built on taking risks, expanding quickly, adventure and a good dose of "what if."
“Career success is not life success. You can be happy or unhappy in any profession, but you can’t be happy, at least not for long stretches, if you feel that your life is not yours.” – Peter Gray, Free to Learn: Why Unleashing the Instinct to Play Will Make Our Children Happier, More Self-Reliant, and Better Students for Life.
I don’t know anyone else like us. We take risks. We leap towards the unknown (but only when the unknown is sufficiently scintillating.) We take on a lot (probably too much.) There’s a thrill in the chase, in expansion, in doing things a bit differently. Mostly, we’re at our best when we’re co-creating a dream; when something we’ve talked about for years is finally coming to fruition. It’s the sensation of maybe falling but maybe flying. When we’ve packed our parachutes just right and the hang glider is coming off the ledge; it’s the moment when the wind hits the sails and the boat could capsize but it’s more than likely you’ll soar.
Are we dopamine obsessed? Are we a little bit mad? So far, the ship seems to be in top condition, and the sailors are all happy, if not rather exhausted and in need of a hot bath. “What’s the worst that could happen: we have to sell everything and start over,” said my husband, tossing this thought into the conversation like it was the last log on a fire. And to be honest, it didn’t scare me. Quite the opposite – it sounded like another grand adventure. As long as I’m with him, I’ll go anywhere. A cottage in Dover? Done. Camping for a year? I’ll be there. Moving to Mauritius? Magical.
I like to tell myself I can make anything work, and there’s a part of me that really believes it. Do I just love new beginnings? Is adventure my #1 love language? What is it about picking everything up and going someplace else that feels tantalizing? Without starting something (like cliff diving) how can anything change? How can we inch towards the things that inspire us if we don’t dare leap gently from a ledge? I like to shake things up a bit. Even if it’s getting overly caffeinated and deciding to spring clean the pantry. Even if it’s just rearranging the furniture. I long for freshness. The feeling of twinkle. The sense of something new.
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