I’m sitting here, wrapped in a blanket, sipping cacao and I open the 19th, maybe 20th tab on my browser, fishing for answers to another of my brain’s never-ending inquires.
An image comes up of a cliff ledge, majestic, overarching the ocean in Maui, my eyes glance to the bottom of the screen I see a quote “there is power in looking silly and not caring that you do”
My brain shuffles that around for a while, it’s met with cynicism, analysis and then acceptance.
I land on a concept I heard many, many moons ago…probably in a sweaty yoga class in California or was it ecstatic dance in Ubud…
“meet your edge”
Maybe it was the image of the seaside cliffs, maybe the cacao suddenly kicked in but I was fully consumed by the feeling of wholly and soulfully embodying meeting my edge…
…and then flinging myself off it with wild abandon
My learned response to all things with a spiritual hue is to first squint my eyes with a hint of suspicion while simultaneously owning a full body experience of knowing and connection, then to decide if I want to go down the rabbit hole of self and external inquiry. I get a “yes” to that last question more often than not.
So I felt the strong pull to know what this meeting the edge really meant for me and others, was it a clever catchphrase that some yoga teacher made up or did it have real, true meaning and substance
So I do what anyone high on cacao and curiosity would do. I ask my girlfriends.
Hey, what does “meeting your edge” mean? for you?
Words like vulnerability, pain, pressure, resilience and growth come back at me.
passion, fire, courage
fear, sensuality, exploration
achievement, beyond, play
Every reply gives a fresh sensation.
Some feel like sidling up to the precipice, hands in my pockets, looking out at the vast landscape with adventure in my heart and curiosity in my backpack
Some give the exhilarating, anxiety-inducing sensation of drawing closer and closer to the edge, magnetized to leap but not without aching resistance
Some paint a picture of embracing the edge, curling clammy and dusty toes over the furthermost point, claiming space, arms wide open and heart ready to escape
Others feel like being enticed to sit and dangle one leg and then the other over for a while and ponder peacefully,
Then other questions start flooding in
Is meeting your edge enough? Coming nose to nose, toe to toe. Is that all there is?
What is beyond the edge?
How do you meet it? why would you want to?
How do you know it is the edge?
Isn’t the edge always shifting?
and the piece de resistance
What has any of this got to do with living a more connected and creative life? why does this even matter?
Let’s lean into that last one
In all of the responses I got there seemed to be a common theme.
“dis” a latin prefix meaning to be apart or away from
“comfort” also derived from Latin and meaning strength or to strengthen
discomfort…to be away from your strengths
Is the edge the outer perimeters of your comfort zone? That place where your strengths are at arm’s length and your openness, vulnerability and courage are close by, all there for you to explore new highs…or lows
Is the edge where we must come face to face with our weaknesses?
is it only in that discomfort, that edge that we are urged to dig into new creativity? to vision new strengths instead of relying on the old ones
So many questions
Thought experiment time
Maybe you want to grab your journal
Where’s that cacao? mmmm
Can you think of a time recently, or anytime in your life, when you have felt at your edge? Either you took yourself there or circumstance placed you directly on the ledge.
Maybe it was a work situation, maybe a new dance or acting class, maybe you said yes to a new opportunity or was making your way through some conflict, perhaps you had plunged deep into an act of service that was new for you, perhaps you were giving a speech, writing an important application, promoting yourself to a new group, devising a new business plan, navigating new territory with your kids, asking for your needs to be met, opening up about something you had kept secret, creating new art, looking for a new job, breaking up with a partner, traversing a new partnership, battling past demons, opening up to new healing.
Did you feel estranged from your strengths, like they were further in the distance than usual?
Did you suddenly have a surge of power and knowing? like everything is going to be ok, i’m supported?
How did that make you feel? Curious? Intimidated? Excited by possibility? Ingenious? Resourceful? Anxious? Breathless?
Did you have a moment when you wanted to retreat back to the zone of comfort? run away?
Can we actively seek, meet and nudge healthy edges to support the blossoming of our creativity and wonder?
What do you think? I say a big, fat yes to that.
Recently I have been meeting and pushing my edges out into a morphed kind of wobbly thing, more like a convoluted fractal boundary than a neat circular comfort zone and it is feeling pretty freaking special.
A monthly women’s circle supporting the art of public speaking which has turned out to be a platform of truthful and supported voices.
Recently I went away to a women’s sensual dance retreat which was mildly terrifying, potently essential and deliciously life altering
Making a promise to feel the fear and groove through it anyway with these sunday sessions, knowing that you all show up when I do and everyone gets to hear what they need when they need it; so say it, write it, share it.
So tell me…what does your edge look and feel like at the moment? How are you meeting it? Are you feeling called to nudge it a little further or smash it into a million pieces and surge forward? Is it softening you? Is it igniting creativity? Is it leaving you stunned, jaw to the floor and in awe?
If there is one thing that I do know about all this edge meeting and boundary-pushing business…its that we can’t do it alone, and we don’t need to; when it feels isolating being out there on that ledge, we got your back, we will give you a big warm hug if you need it to inch a little closer or a cup of cacao if warmth is what you need. We are all out there with you so give us a little nod, a wink, squeeze our hand when you need. Meeting your edge also means embracing the tribe who are willing to be out there with you. This I know to be true.