For the most part, I'm a stay-at-home kind of person. I sleep in the same bed most nights of the year. Heck, I sleep in exactly the same position in the same spot in the same bed most nights of the year!
But this week I'm being reminded that sometimes it's good for me to try something new--to do something that stretches my mind and spirit. Something that's not my usual, comfortable routine.
So I'm writing this post in New York City, where the view from my hotel window is this:
Not at all my usual scene. But that's one of the reasons it's good for me to be here.
Here's another reason: I've never done this before. Oh, I've been to New York several times. But this is the first time I've ever come here all by myself. Always before I've been with my family or at least with Jack, and I always left the logistics of getting around the city to someone else.
I was talking to a sophisticated, extremely kind woman who lives here in New York, the owner of an art gallery. For some reason, I felt led to admit to her that I've never been here by myself before. She nodded her head understandingly and said, "It takes courage to visit here alone. But isn't it wonderful?"
I hadn't thought of my making this trip as an act of courage, but I think she's right. Maybe that's why it feels so good to be here. Right now my feet are aching and my back is tired, but my mind is racing and my heart is singing. Even as I'm taking in the exciting world here in the city, I'm proving to myself that I can do more than I knew I could.
"Be strong and of good courage;
do not be afraid, nor be dismayed,
for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go."
This post is the fifth entry in a 31-day series: Caring for Myself Body and Soul.
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