I would like to start with the wise words of three rad women who have helped shape my life and are helping me be more of an “adult”. They are as follows:
1. “Do one thing every day that scares you.”
2. “Anything’s possible if you’ve got enough nerve.”
3. “Courage is not the absence of fear but rather the judgement that something is more important than fear; The brave may not live forever but the cautious do not live at all.”
― Meg Cabot, The Princess Diaries
I am not implying attempts for daredevil status. No feat like being the first women to fly solo across the Atlantic (Amelia Earhart, 1928) or to be Britain’s longest ruling monarch (Queen Victoria 20 June 1837 – 22 January 1901, Queen Elizabeth is 53 days away from breaking the record) or best of all being Malala Yousafzai who survived a life threatening attack for trying to receive an education and then proceed to open a school on her 18 birthday. I am, however, referencing being a stranger in a strange land. I have three weeks left until I am back in the states and if a month ago a crystal ball told me all that I would take on, I would shook my head and call it foolish.
My levels of fear and bravery are much more tame. More along the lines of opening cans with kitchen knives that I half expected to cut my hand open and have me running for stitches. Or along the lines of opening bottles with the herb snipper side of a pair or scissors. Or even catching rides on motorcycles (more of a when in Rome type thing).
On the early side of things I was casually describing what I was doing as “fearless” as I retold my adventures to friends back home but it really implies I am starting to fear less. While I will likely never see all the Philippines has to offer, or any country for that matter, I have seen and done enough to make my world significantly smaller but to also open countless possibilities. Take for example: I was wisely told to consider an MBA program and to continue my education after Oregon State. Turns out with a little research, as long as I keep my grades up (and improve them) and keep doing crazy awesome cool stuff in my spare time, I could potentially land a slot in a future Ivy League MBA program. I may not end there, but at least I know the possibilities are endless. The same professor was the old who reinforced the idea, “Make intelligent risks” and I do my best to follow through every day.
I have survived a big thunderstorm, two consecutive days of little thunderstorms, bands of tropical storms/ typhoons heading for China, partial power outages, and a 6.1 earthquake hitting about an hour’s flight from Cebu. The point is you endure. It’s critical to survival.
While my survival is not life and death like pioneers on the wild frontier who came before me, I certainly have figured out the way to get by with what I have. I have since bought a bottle opener to limit the chances of an accident and I feel confident in my knife opening ninja skills- one swift whack and the can is open and is putty in my hands which is leaps and bounds over the I don’t want to look as I do this but I really want this can open and I should look of where I was not too long ago.
I worry less about what happens and “okay” has been my catch all for “I’m game”. As my mom told my sister and I as we were growing up when we asked what we were doing for the day, the answer was always “roll with it” and now more than ever am I rolling with it. I have greater chances of losing a sandal in a boat or off a motorcycle while I’m here than just about anything else and shoes are replaceable. And I believe getting sick and needing to take a day off is the worst that can happen.
Some people at work read my blog or my writing assignments for work (In the past two weeks I have watched cat videos and trailers for a half dozen comic related films for a piece) and they’ve asked why I don’t write a book. The things I use to turn down and think would never happen to me are the things I fear less as I live my life day by day and move forward and receive the courage to keep daring. At the start of my freshman year I would have assumed I was working and going to school for my first summer out of college, yet here I am. Anything really is possible as long as I fear less, have enough nerve, and channel my fellow badass babes.