My mom (who is living with us at the moment) has been a Rotary Club member since 1987. So we now get “Rotarian” magazine delivered to the house on a regular basis. Normally, I don’t pay much attention. But the cover story of the January issue was titled “Wake Up and Live Your Dreams!” Seemed apropos. I opened it up to find an article titled: “The Rewards of Risk: What’s the Greatest Threat to the Pursuit of Happiness? Doing Nothing.”

So of course, I had to read it. The intro, written by a a travel writer named Frank Bures, talked about how disproportionate many of our fears are, and how our fears can be stifling, or even paralyzing.

“We live in the world our great-grandparents dreamed of,” he wrote, “yet we seem incapable of enjoying it, unable to let go of those handrails, ever more afraid of the unknown.” He also noted that some of the things that exhilarate us are exhilarating not despite the risk involved, but because of it. So, Bures concluded, “not taking risks along the way is the biggest risk of all.”

I have somewhat mixed feelings about that. I completely agree that to live ruled by fear is not to live. And there are certainly those who are motivated and rewarded by the very risks (and attendant adrenaline rush) that come with experiences like skydiving, flying, mountain climbing, being a war correspondent and the like.

There are others, of course, who accept the risks of adventure only because they want a particular goal or experience badly enough to take the risks as part of a trade off; who want to know, for example, the feeling of being on top of a glacier-covered mountain, or to understand first-hand how post-Genocide Rwandan women put their lives back together. They decide to take on the risks involved in those adventures but don’t necessarily get any sense of exhilaration out of the risk. For them, the risk is more like the price exacted for something greater in reward.

But regardless of how different people view the risks inherent in the pursuit of passions, dreams, or adventure, the point is still well taken: life is short, and to shrink back in fear from pursuing the joys or dreams or experiences that offer fulfillment, meaning, or make you feel alive is an awful waste.

On the other hand, it’s not always fear that leads someone to pause or choose another path than one most fulfilling to themselves. And sometimes that point gets lost in our enthusiasm for self-fulfillment and life lived to the fullest. [click to continue…]

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A New Year

by Lane Wallace on February 16, 2013

Well, this post was supposed to come out in early January, when the title might have been more appropriate. But six weeks later, I am only now beginning to pull my head above water every now and then to notice what year it is.

For those who read my last couple of posts–a quick update: my mom survived, although she spent 3 months in the hospital. And since my parents clearly need help now, I spent December and January clearing out their house in New York and moving the two of them in with us in Massachusetts. My dad clearly has dementia setting in, which is tough tough tough. And my mom is weak and overwhelmed, using a walker, needing a lot of help, but at least basically healthy now. Still working on fixing up their New York house for sale, establishing a new network of care and medical resources for them here, cooking and cleaning for 5, and balancing three generations of strong and very different personalities under one roof (with very mixed results). And lest we think we were almost out of the woods, my husband is now facing difficult knee replacement and reconstruction surgery at the beginning of March.

As I’ve often said, one of the goals of this website is to provide inspiration for people contemplating or going through planned or unplanned adventures. So I hope the above summary makes at least most of you feel better about your own lives, just by comparison. And if it doesn’t, because you’re going through a stretch just as tough or tougher … at least take comfort that you’re not alone in the swamp.

Indeed, I’ve been amazed, the past few months, at how much company I really do have. I dislocated my wrist jumping out of bed to chase down my dad in the early hours of one morning, soon after my mom went into the hospital. And due to the amount of caretaking, packing, clearing out, cleaning, moving, and such I’ve been doing since then, the soft tissue damage still hasn’t healed. So I’ve had a brace on my right forearm and hand for the past 15 weeks. It leads to interesting conversations at grocery stores and other places where I now need to ask for help. [click to continue…]

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True North

by Lane Wallace

I have a stack of articles and subjects sitting in a folder waiting for me to write something about them on this site, but one in particular seemed most appropriate today, seeing as we are now officially in the Holiday Season, when thoughts turn to the North Pole more often than at other times of [...]

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Can Passion Come After the Fact?

by Lane Wallace

In the midst of the continuing medical crises that have inundated my family this fall (see my last post for the first; this past month it’s been an emergency hospitalization of my mother that’s had me in NY for all but one week–I think a post on “emergency adventure” might be in the offing …), [...]

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Unplanned Adventure

by Lane Wallace

I‘ve been a bit lax in posting to the site, the past month or so. So apologies for that. But it’s because I’ve been busy getting a serious, multi-level, first-hand refresher course in the gifts and challenges of what I call  “unplanned adventure.”
As anyone who’s read anything on this blog knows by now, I’m a [...]

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From an Expert: The Winding Path of Ideas and Inspiration

by Lane Wallace

I have a particular soft spot for famed New Yorker writer John McPhee. He is, of course, an inspired writer of environmental and outdoor adventure pieces, and a skilled writer of human profile sketches. But the mention of his name is also a reminder to me never to make assumptions about people or places, which [...]

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What Constitutes “Vision”?

by Lane Wallace

One of the consequences of my over-filled life, these days, is that while I subscribe to several publications filled with thought-provoking material, I often don’t get around to reading that material until several weeks (or months) after it’s originally published. This reduces my ability to contribute to the instant-media “buzz” of any given article or [...]

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I Do This Because: Milli Chennell

by Milli Chennell

Ed Note: “I Do This Because …” is a series of guest essays on this site by adventurers, entrepreneurs, and brave explorers of experience, uncharted territory, and life. As the title indicates, the essays offer the authors’ reflections on why they chose the path they did, and why they continue on that path, despite all [...]

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Why Nature Nurtures Creative Thinking

by Lane Wallace

I have known for a long time that my ability to be creative is influenced greatly by my surroundings. If my office gets too cluttered with files and notes, I find myself struggling to think clearly, as well. And if I really get into a mental block over something, it often helps to go sit [...]

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Post-Traumatic Growth Syndrome

by Lane Wallace

Today is Memorial Day–a day when we’re all supposed to stop and remember the high cost of war and those who sacrificed their lives, or the quality of their lives, in service to their country. I say “quality of their lives,” because in addition to the many who never come home from armed conflicts, or [...]

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