Pursuing change

I’m scared; I’m doubting whether or not I will be able to do. Do I have the courage to stand and fight for what I want do I have the courage to pursue change.

A lot of new and interesting things have been taking place at work, a lot of new areas for growth and a lot of new learning opportunities have come my way. At the begging I was scared to take them because I kept thing what would people say, what if I’m taking on more work than I can handle, what if I fail? So for a moment I was considering running away from the challenge, staying put in my little box of comfort. Why did I need to shake things up anyways, my life was great just as is.

As I was on my way to tell my colleague ‘Thanks but not thanks, I’m happy where I am right here’ she told me something that gave me courage to go ahead and swim into the unknown...sometimes you have to pursue change.

So what if I fail, so what if things are not easy and I have to fight to get my recognition, so what if I fail – the point is, I would have pursued change and done something that is way way out of my comfort zone.

My mom once wrote: ‘Christopher Columbus would have been forgotten had he decided to turn his ship back in the middle of a storm’. If we are honest no one would have blamed him – but no one would have remembered him if he had not decided to pursue change.

I have learnt that it is ok to be scared, it is ok to have doubts, it is ok to want to look back, but what is not ok is never taking a chance, never going after what you want, because you never know where it might lead you.

Pursue change; life is way to short not to...

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