The other day, my son asks me to go to a party organised by his school. I have to drive him there at night. It is close to a favella, about half an hour from where we live. Little reminder: we live in Rio de Janeiro and it was a short time after we arrived.
His request was pushing me out of my comfort zone ...
Driving at night, I had heard so many warnings about it, favella nearby, leaving my child at a party which could end late, where there might be alcohol ...
All that is so new for me !
Plus I would have to embark my two other sons as my husband isn't at home
I can feel my motivation isn't at its highest ! Euphemism ! !
Inside my body i feel it is like evrything becomes smaller, everything want to disappear ...
. . .
I take the decision, it's OK, he will go
I feel very excited even though my fear is still in me.
My motivation is my boy, he needs to build friendship in his new environment
We go. The journey is fine, perfectly fine !
I leave my boy who goes and meets his friends
On my way back; I feel stronger, I feel bigger, more powerful, I did it !
I did beat my preconceptive ideas and therefore I gained freedom !
The fear left and gave place to pleasure and love
I nearly could have invited the whole of Rio to celebrate !
Pushing our limits and opening ourselves to something new, creating a space for new possibilities is worrying and our body knows how to tell us;
Taming this new area created, enlarging one's territory brings such a pleasure
How about you tasting, feeling that pleasure of enlarging your possibles ?
It is truly good ! Go there !
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