I take my chances every chance I get. ~ Mary Chapin Carpenter
There are lots of songs and verses about taking chances. What do they mean exactly? Living life alone often feels like taking chances–risks, even. But I don’t have a choice so I try to meet the challenges head-on. And by the way, I’m not taking chances by growing marijuana. The photo here is a Japanese maple, beni schichihenge, which resides in my daughter’s yard. I love the green leaves with their pink borders.
Back to taking chances. Do I wait around for an adventure to show up? I’m thinking I’m probably supposed to find or create one. I’ve considered going to my hometown in the mountains and riding a zip line. That would be awesome, an adrenalin rush! But very short-lived. I’m still thinking a great deal about Peru. I was planning this trip once before and it fell through. We are considering the possibility again. I renewed my passport just in case. I’m even thinking about getting a new bicycle. I got rid of the old one because it needed too much work. And I finally found my helmet. I guess I would need a new one, though, since this one has lived in a hot garage for three years. Decisions, decisions.
I don’t want you to think I sit around in my “comfort zone” all the time. (That term is overused to the point of cliché status. But right now I can’t think of another term that suits me.) Actually I’ve been stretching myself in many new directions. For two weeks plus I’ve been eating a plant-based diet. Talk about out of my comfort zone!!! I’m feeling better physically because of the diet. Another stretch is doing the computer-controlled visuals at the Spanish service at church. When Pastor T asked me to do this I couldn’t keep from laughing. I told him I’m techno-challenged and I would never have volunteered for this particular duty but “what the heck”, I’ll give it a go. And I am. So far, it’s nowhere near smooth and perfect but I’m certainly learning something new.
Since I mention my church frequently, you have probably figured out that I spend a good bit of time there. It’s a happy, happening place and I feel the energy when I’m there. (It’s about two minutes from my door to the church door you see here.) Many people there are doing wonderful good services for others who need help. Lest you think I’m one of those fanatical crazies you hear about in the news, I would like to dispel that notion right now. I’m quite the liberal as are many others in the church. Others, not so much. But we all get along. And isn’t that what it’s all about?
I will continue to think about chances and adventures. Let me know if you have suggestions or ideas. I’m open and listening.