It’s safe to assume no one really likes discomfort. I for one like things smooth and easy. I don’t like to be uncomfortable. I revel in ease. I am thinking specifically of the time I spend when I am not at work. I love to light soy candles, and snuggle under heavy covers as I watch my new favorite obsession (Tubi movies, don’t judge me!). The desire to feel comfortable seems more important in the colder months. I like to slather on thick dye free shea butter and moisturize my hair with peppermint water along with rose hip oil. Hot, steamy coffee with unlimited amounts of avocado toasts is all I really need to feel at ease. These moments where my time is my own is important to me. This comfort allows me to reset as I reflect and enjoy my time before the start of a new work week.

Although I enjoy comfort, I find myself trying to not get too comfortable. There is a certain level of intention that goes into not slipping into too much comfort. Is there such a thing dear reader? I would argue there is. It’s important to recharge and do activities that’s relaxing. For me, that involves snuggling deep into the abyss of my bed while enjoying films that are so cheesy they’re good. However, I am mindful to not ONLY do this when I am on my own time. It’s important for me to do things I may find uncomfortable or more challenging to do.

The simple reason: discomfort is where we find the most growth. Discomfort forces us to learn new things and explore all aspects of who we are as a person. I believe we have the ability to always keep learning, it does not stop when formal education ends. As a matter of fact, the day one stops learning is the day one faces death head on. Therefore, there are days when I refuse the allure of napping all day or staying indoors for too long (this is easier when it’s chilly outside). Rather, I like to get up, get dressed and be outdoors accomplishing small tasks and connecting with family and friends. I want to read and or listen to information that is foreign to me. I yearn to keep learning, as I don’t want to be stagnant water, rather I see my life as a waterfall with constant movement filled with twists and turns. What are your thoughts dear reader? Do you find pleasure in the discomforts we find ourselves in as we meander through life? Is this an opportunity for growth or would you rather focus on only what comes across as comfortable? I am looking forward to reading your responses. Blessings.