Branching Out.

On my eighteenth birthday, I jumped out of a plane. It was the first in a series of decisions I made just before college to try as many new things as possible. And after taking that first leap, I was addicted. I joined a choir (despite not being able to carry a tune). I learned to knit. I attempted French. I rode an elephant in India and searched for tigers in the jungles of Cambodia. I took a flying lesson,

lived on a farm,

and learned about the sweet (and scary) world of beekeeping.

Then, something happened. Work happened. Bills happened. My adventurous experiments slowed, and eventually stopped altogether. It's been a while since I've pushed myself to try something new - and I miss it. I'm dying to start again. 

So here's my idea: I figure, being adventurous doesn't have to occur on a grand scale - no airplanes, elephants, or international travel required. Trying something new can be as simple as attending a workshop, whipping up a new recipe, riding a bike instead of taking the bus. Starting next week, and continuing on a semi-regular basis, I'd love to share my return to the adventurous here on my blog. I can't wait. I hope it'll be inspiring - for me and for you, too.

In the meantime, have a very happy weekend! I'll see you Monday.

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