Once upon a time, far, far up in a tree, there was a mother bird and her special, little egg. They lived on a nest the mother bird had carefully built for her small family. She made sure that the nest was strong enough to hold them, and soft enough to live in it comfortably. She had put a lot of work and effort in the construction, and had constantly flown back and forth from the nest, gathering twigs and grass, to ensure that she has built the best nest possible for her baby. Mother bird spent most of her time attending her egg, sitting on it to keep it warm, and only left the nest to find herself a fat juicy worm to eat. Her love for her little baby was truly unconditional.
Soon after, the mother bird’s waiting came to an end and her little egg hatched. She was very happy to have a young daughter and worked with her every day to teach her how to fly. But the little bird was too scared. She was happy in her mother’s nest, her mother brought her food every day and she felt safe. She was too comfortable living with the help of her mother that the baby bird could not even imagine her life beyond the safe nest. She did not believe that she was ready to fly on her own. The mother bird got an idea. She started to stand farther and farther away from the nest every time she came to feed her, forcing the baby bird to leave the nest and take a step away from it, little by little. Finally, the baby bird learned how to flap her little wings and experienced flying for the first time. She began her life at the end of her comfort zone.
I too began my life when I stepped out of my comfort zone.
I was too scared to leave toxic friends because I did not like the idea of being on my own. But when I did, it made me realize my inner-strength and courage to stand on my own two feet and walk away from situations that do not encourage my personal growth. When I moved to a country that spoke a different language, I did not think I would be able to find my way around easily or fit in properly. Today, I can not only speak a third language, but I found myself a second family and an unambiguous idea of my career destination. And every time I am afraid to make a major life change, I have my mother to tell me that I have her support and that is all that matters.
By stepping out of my comfort zone, I have found courage. Courage comes from the Latin word cor, meaning heart, and every time I have pushed myself to step out of my comfort zone, it comes from my heart. It makes me embrace the uncertainty by being every bit scared, as excited. With my heart in it, my dreams know no boundaries, and I follow them because they know the way.