The Town of Uncomfortable

I came screeching to the banks of... something. Something I did not have a name for. Something I did not see coming on the horizon, even though I was running from me and everything that hunted my mind. But there is no running past a Great Expanse. By its sheer mass, it made itself known.

I am not sure that I decided to cross it so much as I decided not to stay stuck. All I knew was that on this side of the Great Expanse was mud and running. And I was tired of dirty and disgusting. And all runners know you cannot run forever.

Problem was, on the other side of the Great Expanse was Unknown and Unconquered. Unfamiliar.
Un-everything really.

So I jumped into the Great Expanse. And promptly drowned. I didn't see that coming either. I know. How could I not, right? Jump in the deep end when you cannot swim leads itself to drowning. But there you go. I jumped. Cause that is who I am. A Jumper. And a Passionate Believer that the Unknown can become the Known if you will  just leap.

So the swimming was really just hacking at water and the breathing looked more like coughing up my lungs. But eventually I got real familiar with the Unfamiliar and all its fast flowing currents hidden below the kiss of a calm surface. And I didn't drown. Imagine that. Imagine my surprise.

To cut a long long story/swim really short (yeah, I hear your sigh of relief) I dragged my wet self out the other side and found land. And a town. And another whole way of being. And here's the most unexpected part about the Unfamiliar and the Unknown, once I got there, I mean after I got past the fact that the town I arrived in was named Uncomfortable, I actually thrived. Really.
Oh sure, not right away. Not even the next day or the next week. But once I stopped fighting the fact that facing fears, myself, my hopes and dreams and basically everything that ever meant anything to me also meant that I was living at least part time in Uncomfortable, I saw the benefits. I got to show up and be real. Cool hey? Some people didn't think so. But the ones that did, they moved to Uncomfortable too. And together we got real good at building bridges.

This summer I even bought a house in the town of Uncomfortable. Camping was getting old. And now I welcome the gift of moving beyond myself to new possibilities. And here, I'll go one step further, I like this new town. The ever changing, ever growing sum of the place. It has a great vibe. Know what I mean?

What about you? Ever been to Uncomfortable? Got friends there? If you read this blog, you do now :)