I love traveling abroad. From the rush of the unknown to the exhilaration of new sights and sounds, I come alive in foreign places. Over the years, I’ve learned the best part about traveling abroad is the lack of connection. Wifi is generously available, but you still spend a lot of time offline, in-transit and walking around. I love the experience of being present without technological distractions.
It’s impossible to show up and suck alone; to be a beginner, perfectly imperfect. Through my experience, I’ve needed that small push of encouragement from my mentors and ‘omies’ to keep going and to step out in ways that make me uncomfortable*. As I sit here, uncertain as to what’s next, I am no longer frightened by the unknown. I know the best is yet to come because I am not afraid to put myself out there and “show up and suck” a few times before I find my flow.
