No build up just straight to the point: being comfortable is dangerous--PERIOD.
Comfort - feeling of relief; ease
Like you can finally exhale after a long day or the joy of knowing you have pedaled uphill and can coast on the way down, those moments are comforting but more importantly they are fleeting. Try to hold onto them and you’ll see what I mean. They will quickly slide through your fingers and dissolve.
Real life comfort I’ve learned means, for me, that I am unaware and lax. Hear me out before you beat the keys in the comment section. Lately, I have been inundated with people who I thought had comfortable lives and marriages--not in the social media fake lives constructed and edited sort of way, but face to face in my living room or across the table at a restaurant or at a party and I thought you had your shit together sort of way. Then boom--they drop the news of divorce or we're losing our home or business. WTH? Didn’t we just talk about how comfortable they were in their marriage of umpteen years or how well their business was doing?
OR your kids are getting bigger and you are finally comfortable in your role as a parent. Comfort in parenting is truly a ticking time bomb. You are always a ten second countdown away from a major explosion no matter how awesome your darlings are! Trust me as soon as you think you have them figured out; they grow and change.
OR in the workplace. Is there ever comfort in the workplace? As soon as you are comfortable, you’re toast either you lose that loving feeling for the job you once dreamed about or your employer moves in a different direction (and that seems to happen every other month). Comfort on the job means devaluation.
OR with yourself and your personal growth. You can stop exercising as much because you are just relieved that you’re not where you were. Maybe, it’s as simple as you are comfortable existing on an island or existing in a mob. You are comfortable living without a savings or without giving. You are comfortable in unfulfilling relationships.
All of these statements/situations require almost daily examination that comfort often times negates. Why am I only comfortable when there are throngs of people around? Why have I lost that loving feeling for my job? What is making this marriage tick? Why don’t I give abundantly when I have more than enough?
Don’t mistake me. I am not advocating a constant mental or physical grind. I wholeheartedly believe in rest which is very different than comfort. Rest means to refresh and recover strength and to provide support for something. Rest is fruitful. I know it will propel me while comfort has no end game. It often time keeps you stagnant.
It’s dangerous to ease off the throttle of life. I am not saying be in constant acceleration mode because that too presents its problems, but rev the engine often and zoom out of your comfort zone!
Documenting my evolution by filling in space and matter one word at a time.