When Curiosity Strikes

I think airports are proof that humans were never supposed to feel fully certain.

At an airport, there are people who still don’t know you have to take your laptop out during TSA, water bottles that somehow cost $8, and crowds full of people either departing from home or arriving at it. Nothing is certain there. Will your flight be delayed? Cancelled? Will there be turbulence? Will you forget your luggage on your patio because you got distracted? (okay, that only happened once, maybe twice, but I swear I’ve remembered it ever since….)

Airports are filled with transitions. They hold the space between the person you were when you packed your bag and the person you’ll be when you land.

Honestly, I could write this entire blog about airports. But what I really want to talk about is the fear of uncertainty and transitions. Uncertainty reminds me of turbulence (see where the connection is now?).

You never really know, do you?

You can accept a job thinking you’ll stay for years and leave after five months. You can move into a new apartment and suddenly your neighbor is your new coworker a year later. It’s wild how much internal turmoil uncertainty can create within me. Now for some this can be anxiety but, for me I am working on using this as a strength and grow with my decisions.

I can choose to live in my value of curiosity or I can choose fear and leave my heart at the airport. And if fear wins, I know I will never fully be happy with the outcome because I allowed myself to become my own barrier. Crazy how that works huh?

Everything carries risk to some extent. Changing apartments. Switching jobs. Trying cottage cheese. Cutting off a friend. Every decision has the potential to cost you something.

But if you never take the risk; if you never stop to ask “what if something good comes from this?”……then you’ll simply never know. (aka more uncertaintity lol)

Uncertainty is a strange feeling. Some people thrive in it. Some people fear it. For me, it’s both. But I think it’s important to allow yourself the transition. To give yourself permission to exist between who you were and who you want to become. Because without that space, curiosity can’t survive.

Stay curious. Stay optimistic. Stay present. Stay hot. And trust that what is meant for you will find you. Staying at the gate feels safer, but you have to board the plane to stop living in the in-between.