Endless possibilities

You know, part of the reason I started on the quest do FiftyTwo Firsts is that in my quest to battle the boredom, find meaning, distract, whatever it is, I kept thinking of what I could do that was new. What could I try that was different...that pushed me out of my comfort zone just enough without making it burdensome. We have enough of that as it is.

Anyway,I thought I had tried it all. Really. In the 6 years I've lived in Vancouver, I've rockclimbed, snowshoed, transitioned from snowboard to ski, taken jewelry making, been a big sister, volunteered, built a kick-ass ginger bread house, paddleboard, windsurf, I have take up tennis again, joined a gym, devoted myself to  Pilates, homeopathy, meditation, I have taken a cooking class, attended a Mary Kay party (long story), shot a rifle, learned to bar-tend and the list goes on. 

Some things resonated more than others. Some things have stuck, others not. But the point is, I was feeling like there was nothing left. I was feeling stuck.

And as I grappled with finding something I could get excited about,

something new to pursue, to try, I thought why fight the impulse to keep it staccato? To have lots of experiences... And leave for another time the value that comes from the "process"; to learn, practice, to achieve. I've done it lots and I will eventually come back to it... Next year's project, master the game of bridge?

So with my radar attuned to identifying a list of Vancouver-based "experiences",I have been truly shocked to find that once I opened my eyes to what was happening around me, that there is an endless number of possibilities. And that's really exciting to me!

Take this weekend... I spent a sunny weekend in the Vancouver Convention Center... The first time I ever participated in a conference on a subject that interested me personally and not some dry, work-related thing. And although it's a fairly big first, what with giving up the last sunny day of the season,  I also ate dinner at a restaurant I've walked by a million times and never tried... Persian food-first. On a patio, in my neighborhood - first. In the sun on a Sunday evening with a caesar in hand - first. First, first, first!!! 

It's bringing back that bit of hope and excitement that's eroded over time; there really is always more to discover. I'm NOT done evolving, experiencing. There is more to try! There are endless possibilities !!