Backpacking through Asia this year has shown me what I am made of. Between waking up in a hut with 104 degree fever with no English speakers for miles, and losing my phone and wallet in a country where I didn’t know anyone, it has become tremendously clear to me that I am more powerful and resilient than I could have ever imagined. No hot water? No wifi? No problem.
When we are put in situations that are beyond our comfort zones, we have little choice but to expand our capabilities and rise to the occasion. Growing up in New York, I always considered myself an “indoor girl.” If someone had told me two years ago that one day I’d be riding a moped in Bali, jumping off of cliffs in Thailand, or building houses in rural Cambodia I would have laughed in their face. This transformation has made me realize that the old adage, “You can do anything you put your mind to,” has become a cliche for good reason.
Through my adventures I have come to see that I truly am the strong, competent, independent woman I have always dreamed of being. I feel so inspired to keep trying new things, to continue exploring my potential and stretching my limits. One of my favorite authors, Neale Donald Walsh, sums it up best: “Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.” Amen.