New and Scary #3

Putting ourselves out there can be scary. We ask ourselves things like what if they don’t like me or what if the answer is unfavorable? But putting ourselves out there is when the growth happens and where the opportunities are. What if we re-framed the potential responses to the positive; maybe I will make a new friend or perhaps I will get a big YES.

One of my Christmas gifts this year is a perpetual calendar written specifically for nurses with little daily thoughts. One of the sayings that caught my attention is

“what we believe about ourselves can hold us hostage”.

Wow, now there is a true statement.

What is holding you hostage?

So this week I have needed to really put myself out there. I am taking a course these next 8 weeks that will require me to stretch beyond my current borders for sure. This week I needed to find a place to hold a community educational event(and figure out a topic) and find 16 hours of community observation time. This has required me to make contacts with unknown people in search of opportunity. God has been so faithful. I found a pot of gold with a cold call contact. She needed someone to provide March’s community talk. But that is not all, they book the space, do the advertising and asked for a topic that I am completely comfortable with! Awesome!!! Oh and by the way, the day I contacted her scheduling the March event was on her to do list for that very day! God’s perfect timing. I prayed, He answered, I listened. And I overcame a fear of being told no.

I recently stumbled upon a couple of bloggers who have also set out to do scary new things in 2015 and will be linking up with them so consider poking around on some new blogs to see what others are venturing into this year.

Fifty Two weeks of adventure

Such Small hands

New and Scary Part Two

One of the joys of blogging is the “discovery” process. Let me explain. In my most recent blog post I shared my adventures on the ski slope. As I wrote I must reflect, pulling out what was memorable and weaving words together to make it at least somewhat interesting for the world to read. So in the writing process I am able to relive the moment, examining the details. As I immerse myself in the memory I can almost feel the cold air on my face and feel the slippery skis on my feet. It is in my opinion an unexpected joy that writing has given me.

Today’s memory is of our second day of adventure. All of our children(well the 5 who live on the east coast) have now arrived at the cabin. As a funny aside everyone arrived separately each having been provided directions to our weekend retreat via email. Well as it turned out as each person arrived there was never another car in the driveway. So each of them, including my daughter who arrived in the middle of the night, had to go on faith that it was the right house. We all got a laugh out of this when it was discovered!

Anyway, I digress. It’s Saturday, the sun is shining for the first time in days and we have reservations for a Zip-lining adventure. The resort can accommodate 8 people at a time so our entire group cannot play but those who aren’t able have great alternatives. So after a hearty home-cooked breakfast we all head out.

We have been told that it will be cold so we all have tons of winter gear on…I now understand why little kids don’t enjoy going outdoors in the cold…it is a lot of extra clothing which makes it hard to move and weighs quite a bit too. As we near the resort I begin to feel quite anxious about this adventure. What on earth was I thinking? These zip lines are high up and I am not always a fan of heights. But I am committed so I squash those butterflies with some self-talk.

Once in the lodge we meet our guides for the afternoon. We all get into our harnesses, helmets, and gloves and head out onto the lift. I am telling myself this is going to be fun. I have all my children with me, the sun is shining, and I am doing something new and scary!

December 2014 Brettonwoods New Hampshire Zip-lining Adventure

There we all are about to begin our adventure.

Our first step is a brief run that includes the basics of zip-lining: sitting, holding on and the all important braking, oh and let’s not forget how to pull yourself in if you brake too soon and end up a distance from the landing point! My combat to fear is to go first, so off I go. But keep in mind that I can touch the ground and the run is only about 10 feet…but still I do it.

This mastered we are off, trekking through some beautiful terrain to our first zip. The day is truly glorious. The sun is bright and the air crisp. Fresh snow is everywhere. Truly picture perfect. I thank God as I amble through the knee deep snow for such a beautiful day with my family.

We arrive at our first Zip. Clip on and off I go!

Exhilarating!

The runs get progressively longer and higher over the next couple of hours zipping above the tree line, skiers and snowboarders below our suspended selves. We walk over some high in the tree rope bridges(this I can do without) and even rappel a few times(this I really like…I can see some rock climbing in my future). Our time passes all too fast and before you know it we are headed back to the lodge to turn in our harness.

What fun we all had. Hopefully one day soon I will have some of the video feed that Emily’s boyfriend got from his little video camera thing(not sure what this is called, maybe a go pro).

Great day, great adventure, fun memories.

Me(back left) Emily(back right) and Jessica(front and center)

Me(back left) Emily(back right) and Jessica(front and center)

 

New and Scary Things Part One

A few weeks back I wrote about my plans to do one scary or new thing every week for a year. My intention is to blog about those crazy scary new things as often as life permits. So I thought I would begin by sharing my adventures from my birthday weekend with my family(click the link if you missed the post).

We headed out early Thursday afternoon. My favorite guy had once again done amazing feats by fitting all our snow adventure gear into our little Prius still leaving room for us! The drive was pretty. Clear blue skies and lots of mountains. We began to see snow on the ground about an hour into Vermont…a good sign since we needed snow to play. Four uneventful hours later we pulled into the driveway of our weekend retreat cabin. It was absolutely lovely! My friend had decked the halls with a huge tree in the main living room and lots of little lights adorned the outside evergreens. I cannot say enough wonderful things about the home that my friend so generously let us stay in, a true blessing.

We enjoyed an evening in front of the wood burning stove and went to bed early to be ready for our first big adventure.

Friday morning arrived and so had one of our daughters and her boyfriend. So after an easy breakfast and putting the necessary ingredients into the crock pot for tonight’s chili we headed out for the mountains. I had called ahead so we knew there had been some fresh snow on the mountain overnight, apparently perfect for the snow-lovers. I planned to take a ski lesson while everyone else got there snowboards moving for the first time of the season.

My lesson started at 1:00. I was a bit nervous to tell the truth. I had only skied once in my life when I was about 14 and while memorable it was not a great experience. My instructor for the next 1.5 hours made his way over and asked a few questions about me and why I wanted to learn now. He said my yoga practice would help with skiing…I could only hope this was true. We waited for a bit as he expected another newbie to join us but in the end it was just me. Not a bad deal at all…a private lesson for $45.00!

So he taught me how to walk in my boots and after he felt I had mastered this task I instructed me on how to get the skies on.

Whoa…those things were slippery! I truly could not believe just how slippery…what was I expecting!?

Anyway, he had me master some basic moves and then proceeded to the bunny hill.

It was okay. I didn’t run any of those little kids over and I managed to stay upright. I guess I did better than I thought because soon enough he had me in a ski lift climbing up the mountain!

Yikes! Now I was scared. I knew the lift did not stop so I needed to jump off and remain standing.

Whew, I did it. Now we would begin our (hopefully) slow descent down the slope. I wasn’t doing too badly. He was teaching me how to steer.

Pretty good.

Not so bad.

Then I started to pick up some speed. Oh no, now what.

On the ground.

I realized he didn’t tell me how to get up so I just waited.

Once back up I tried it again. Wow, I cannot believe how fast I am going.

I cannot really control my speed by turning so I just fall again.

Get up. Now I am cranking. Somehow I manage to get all the way down the hill. I don’t take anyone out and I remain standing. Miracle!

My instructor makes me go up on the lift again. Now I am not gonna lie here, I was getting pretty tired by this point. It was physical as well as mental work just to keep standing.

But I managed to get off that lift successfully for the second time that day, woohoo!

It takes a while. Several more falls. But eventually I make it down. He said I recover well. That is the yoga—good balance! Lesson over. He suggested I go right back up again. I want to go find my family though…not too confident I can make it down alone.

As I walk into the lodge they are all there. I raise my arms in the air like an Olympic champion.

One scary thing DONE!

 

 

The 50th Year

I recently wrote about my upcoming birthday and shared about my plan to spend a weekend away in the winter woods with my adult children. Well what I did not tell you is that while this was my idea—the whole Go North thing and play in the snow—I do not play any outdoor winter activities. In fact in recent years I have begun to say that I am a “winter observer” enjoying the white stuff from inside my comfy living room preferably with a fire roaring.

So why would I suggest such an adventure?

Well I have decided to make this year the year I “try something(or learn) new” every week. In fact I plan to take it one step further and take up the Eleanor Roosevelt challenge and try something regularly that scares me. I even bought a book that offers suggestions. I keep it on my bedside stand so that I can look upon my commitment every day when I wake and before I go to sleep. So I plan to start with some outdoor winter fun.

I have several ideas of things I hope to conquer over the year. Many of which has my favorite guy grinning from ear to ear as he gets to be my buddy in most! And I figure I will get lots of good blogging material out of it.

So that is 52 weeks of something new. Wanna join me? We can all use a little adventure in our lives, right?!

 

I need a vacation, bad!

Cruise Ship - Celebrity Infinity

Cruise Ship – Celebrity Infinity (Photo credit: blmiers2)

I’ve been planning it for months. But it wasn’t until sometime last week that I actually started to get excited and realized just how badly it was needed. Work has been very busy since the beginning of the year, it almost seems as if someone turned on a switch and I constantly don’t have enough time to accomplish all I would like to get done. And my peeps, as I call them, are sick and I want to provide wonderful care to them. But as the weeks wore on I began to realize that I am tired, exhausted really. My job is very draining all the time! Don’t misunderstand me I really love what I do and am honored to be in such a trusted place by God and man…but it is hard to be “on” my game all the time. But long last the hours have pushed on toward the day…then the news…a major snowstorm is predicted for the Northeastern US scheduled to arrive…yep you guessed it…at the exact time I should be boarding my plane for our Caribbean cruise. OMG, what to do! A couple of consults with my  future meteorologist who is back at college and I make the decision to move up my flight by a day and a half to avoid the snow. Wonderful right?! Yes but I am no where near ready! Yikes I have a lot to do but it will be so worth it. I gained an extra day in sunny Florida–I know that is tough to take, huh? So I will be taking off tomorrow. I had to do some fancy rearranging but who cares, I am going on vacation for one glorious week with my favorite guy!

See you all when I return. Hope to capture some great snaps to share.

Bon’ Voyage

Paige