My Life Wake Up Call

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My Life Wake Up Call

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text][mkdf_dropcaps type=”normal” color=”#000000″ background_color=””]P[/mkdf_dropcaps]anic is far different from fear. We fear things on a daily basis. Fear how we can fail. Fear what can go wrong. Fear of being rejected, ridiculed. The fears we experience today are often a construct in our brains based on some self-limiting belief. Our fears are our stories of what could go wrong. Our fears block us from taking action in life, no matter how irrational they are, because if we believe them to be true, we’re stuck.

But I quickly learned that all of these fears are nothing but a waste of energy. If fear holds you back, in the end you will regret it. Fears block us from what we really want in life if we don’t move through them and use them as motivation.

So I find myself at a cruising altitude of 36,000 feet, making my way back to my home base in the mountains of Utah after holiday travels with family. It’s a routine 3-hour flight over the Great Plains of the US. I’ve done it countless times and over the past years I’ve easily taken several hundred flights, so I’m no stranger to “unexpected rough air.”

This, however, felt completely different.  I’m staring out the window looking out at the endless clouds and feel a drastic tip of the plane, like a massive force punched it on the right-hand side. The tip was so strong my breath was taken away for a moment.

Normally turbulence is like driving on a bumpy road. I know this. I’ve felt it countless times. I know in my head it’s all from warm air rising that creates the bumping sensation. That I’m somewhat used to. I still don’t like it, but logically I get it.

So when I feel the plane start to tip from side to side, it felt one tip away from being completely out of control. Everyone in my row was nervous. Ahead of me was a passenger trying to get into the bathroom but the plane was jostling so much that he had to brace himself in the archway.

And then my partner looked at me and he said, “I love you” in a way like he’s never said it before. Like it could be the last time.

That’s when it started to hit me. Sheer, utter panic.

“Is this plane going to go out of control? Is this it?”

Panic is far different from fear. It’s deep, primal, and makes you feel utterly helpless.

That’s how I felt. My heart feels like it’s about to pound out of it’s chest and the worst part is that it’s completely silent in the plane. There’s no rational voice to calm me. I know the pilots are just focusing on finding smoother air, but I’m now left with the flood of anxiety rushing through me.

It could’ve been a few mere minutes, but it felt like hours feeling the plane tipping like that.

Finally and out of the blue, it starts to level. My mind is still racing, but the chaos is gone. The air is more smooth. I’m looking out at the same clouds that I was minutes ago, trying to wrap my head around what just happened.

And then out of nowhere, I was waterworks. Sobbing uncontrollably. It was like an emotional release of the panic and the relief. I started to wrap my head around what could have actually happened and feeling the pain of how quickly life can change in an instant.

It’s one thing to hear a tragic story or of a sudden loss. It’s another to potentially face your own end.

And it hit me, at 36,000 feet, that for all of the travel I’ve experienced, there is so much more of this world I want to see. So much wanderlust that I haven’t tapped into. That was the real panic – truly feeling so many experiences that I haven’t had.

My tears turned into conviction. I grabbed the airlines magazine and flipped to the back to all of the route maps showing flight to and from practically anywhere in the world, and I frantically started going through the pages, circling all of the destinations that are on my not-so-short bucketlist…[/vc_column_text][vc_empty_space height=”9px”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row css=”.vc_custom_1534768281059{padding-top: 58px !important;}”][vc_column width=”1/2″ css=”.vc_custom_1534768398573{padding-right: 6px !important;}”][vc_single_image image=”6422″ img_size=”full” css=”.vc_custom_1548347864960{padding-bottom: 0px !important;}”][mkdf_custom_font title_tag=”” font_weight=”” font_style=”italic” text_transform=”none” text_decoration=”” text_align=”center” title=”“My TransAtlantic Routes”” font_family=”Lora” font_size=”15px” line_height=”63px” color=”#959595″ letter_spacing=”-1″ margin=”-8px 0 0 0″][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/2″ css=”.vc_custom_1534768405928{padding-left: 6px !important;}”][vc_single_image image=”6423″ img_size=”full” css=”.vc_custom_1548347918226{padding-bottom: 0px !important;}”][mkdf_custom_font title_tag=”” font_weight=”” font_style=”italic” text_transform=”none” text_decoration=”” text_align=”center” title=”“Exploring the Americas”” font_family=”Lora” font_size=”15px” line_height=”63px” color=”#959595″ letter_spacing=”-1″ margin=”-8px 0 0 0″][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]I felt my sense of control come back. I couldn’t control the conditions, the flight path, or the sensations for the rest of the trip, but this, I could control.

In my moment of panic, I had a life wake-up call. I had clarity on the core of who I am, and that is a girl with wanderlust. And a life full lived for me, is one full of adventure, travel, and freedom.

It’s what inspired me to create my own route maps around the world and highlight over 40 destinations that I want to cross off and experience as soon as possible.

It’s what inspired me to bring my experiences, life lessons, and travels to light here, for you, so that I can inspire you to tap into your own bucketlist and the inner adventurer within you.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row css=”.vc_custom_1534765729380{padding-top: 38px !important;padding-bottom: 36px !important;}”][vc_column][vc_column_text]

In the end, there will always be things we didn’t do in our lives. What matters is doing what you can now. Tap into your wanderlust, my friends, while the time is in front of you.

[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row css=”.vc_custom_1534771917857{padding-top: 10px !important;}”][vc_column][vc_column_text]Thanks for being on the journey with me. I’d love to know how this created a life wake-up call for you. Give me some love in the comments…

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