It is early on Friday morning and I am sitting in a very small airport. It is quiet and small and the people who work here are approachable and helpful. I have left behind my family, my puppy and my home, and although I wanted to go, I experience an interesting dilemma. It is not a new dilemma. I actually still experience it every time I travel.
When I am home, I dream of travelling and then in this moment of leaving, I wish to return to all that is comfortable and familiar. In Dan Buettner’s book “Thrive”, he talks about this very thing. We are biologically programmed for safety and not freedom. We wish for freedom when we are safe and then when we have freedom which usually involves the unfamiliar, we crave the security of the familiar. He says that as the human race evolved, the people who were able to maintain security and stability are the people who survived. Thus the biological basis of why we stay in jobs we hate, why we dream and never do….blame it on biological inheritance.
So it is at once comforting to know that this angst at leaving the familiar behind, is a biological instinct that is ensuring my survival. I find it a little disturbing to feel this when I leave on an adventure. I focus not on the excitement of where I am going but rather what I am leaving behind.
But now, once I am in the airport, I am settled again and looking forward to this new day. The magic is that I love my home and I love to travel and that the transition is where I experience my doubts. It is always a two-way pull, the familiar and the unfamiliar. When I am leaving I wish to stay. When I am home, I wish to have a new adventure.
But as soon as I can recognize those feelings for what they are, I am able to get on with my adventure and try all the new things that I had set out to see and do. Live boldly…