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Stepping into your comfort zone

Stepping out of your comfort zone.  Yeah, I get it, But it’s been done, right? You know what I mean.  We get it.  It makes sense.  Like the 20 seconds of insane courage thread that runs through the movie We Bought a zoo That starts here …

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Is it possible or has stepping out of your comfort zone  become just a little too comfortable?  I think sometimes it’s important to step into your comfort zone.  Here are a couple of reasons …

1. The Cindy Brady effect.

In an episode of The Brady Bunch, Mrs Brady is distributing lunches and gives Cindy a peanut butter  and jelly sandwich.  Young Cindy complains “Why do I always get peanut butter and jelly sandwiches? ” To which Mrs Brady promptly replies “because you love them.”  A big smile lightens up Cindy’s face and she responds , Oh yeah, I keep forgetting.

We need to step into our comfort zone, because we need comfort.  Life, especially certain seasons of life can be a chaotic swirl.  Surrounding yourself with people, places , activities and things that are familiar and encouraging makes for a calm in a swirly storm.

2.  Take Your Passion and Make it Happen

There are nuggets of truth to be found almost anywhere you look, even bad eighties songs.  Irene Cara sings the above lyrics in the title song from the movie Flashdance.

Take your passion.

Start in your comfort zone. Take what energizes you, what you care about and …

Make it happen.

Implement your vision.  Some would say this implementation would mean leaving your comfort zone.  I see it as expanding your comfort zone.  People who were terrified of speaking in public found their fear dissipate when speaking about things they are passionate about.

I am stepping out of my comfort zone now by finishing this post without a really good ending, because I became uncomfortable staring at a blank screen with writer’s block.

Next Time : Is Listening Reading?

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Things that happen when you don’t own a washing machine

Since I just celebrated my 20th wedding anniversary, I have been thinking about the early years of our marriage. Amy and I lived in an apartment for the first 3 1/2 years of our marriage before buying our first house in fall of 2001. As I recall there was one washing machine and dryer in the basement, but most Saturday mornings we went to a local laundromat and did our laundry there.

Saturday was our day to sleep in so it was late morning when we’d get there and the ABC Saturday morning cartoons were usually on the television.  Most of the shows did not appeal to me, but there was a show called science court that caught my attention.  What I really liked was the mid-show between the show segment called see ya later estimator. It featured a cartoon character with a cartoon sock puppet called Hippy the Hip-hop hippo.  Years later when we had foster children living with us,  we got one boy a stuffed hippo and named him Hippy the Hip-hop Hippo,  which our foster son pronounced Ippy the Ip-Op Ippo.  Something he would have never been able to do, if, in our early years of marriage, we had owned a washing machine.

Next Time: Stepping into your comfort zone