Take a deep breath before the dive

It is the 29th of August 2017.

Just finished my last shift at the place where I worked for the last two and a half years and as I was walking home I realized that that was it. A chapter is ending and like everything in life, new door steps are waiting to be crossed.

Even though I am really excited for what is due to come, (and for those of you who are getting out of the comfort zone on a regular basis – you know the cocktail of emotions: excitement, fear, happiness, worry, joy, and anxiety), I feel the urge to  stop for a moment and look back, analyze and draw some conclusions.


So to rewind a bit, we are in March 2015 in Bucharest (Romania) and Mary and I take the decision to change the scenery and move…anywhere.

We open ourselves to the idea of moving, search a little on the Internet, and basically let the Universe do what it does the best: direct you where you belong.

Soon enough we get an invitation from a friend of ours who is living in Canterbury, GB to come and stay there for the summer.

We check out the place on Google, like it, and decide that that is the place we want to call “home” for the next part of our lives.

Take a deep breath before the dive

I now find myself in the same spot where I was two years ago, having to leave the safety of a well-paid job, the comfort of a house that now has my energy, and most important the friends and relationships that brought me some much joy.

I know this feeling very well, I hate it and at the same time, I’m addicted to it.

We can call it change, transformation or even evolution.

I just call it “living”.


Because for me this is the only time when I feel that I am alive. When I willingly leave the comfort of a good life, give up almost all my material belongings to start over from scratch in a foreign place.

This is the fourth time that I’m pulling this off since 2011, and I think It has become a lifestyle for me and Mary.

We only take this step, of moving further, when the place that we are living in, and ultimately the environment and people have nothing more to teach us. Routine is, in my opinion, the number one killer of joy.

Again, I find myself at the crossroad of Comfort and New, and again I choose without blinking the second option, even though the road to New is foggy, unpaved and has no traffic signs.

Again, I look up, take a deep breath, and dive in Life.

My biggest Fear VS my biggest Rewards

Now, you may think that I am born adventurer, a guy that laughs at fear in its face, or some sort of Indiana Jones, however, that couldn’t be further from the truth.

My biggest fear is the fear of new, unknown, and change.

I was born in the sign of Cancer, and have been fascinated with astrology since I was a kid. It’s because of this reason, I started learning about stereotypes and the influence of the planes on the human psyche.

It turns out the people born under this sign have the characteristics of a crab: they love the beach, they like to gather stuff, they are family people and don’t get far away from the loved ones, and at the very first sign of threat they withdraw in their shell. We are not build to take risks.

And I honestly lived by these rules for almost all my life, calculating all my risks, making plans, making plans of the plans and so on, until every angle was analyzed and there was no room left for uncertainty.

This way of living gave me a comfortable ride and that’s about it.

The first time I had to make this kind of major changes in life I was forced by circumstances and tried with all my strength to cling on what was then my comfort zone( even though that reality was falling apart like a sand castle).

I realized that the Universe was screaming at me through every possible means to make that change.

When I actually decided to take action, I realized that the new paradigm was much more comfortable, and had much more benefits than the last one.

Realising this was a big Eureka moment in my life.

I observed the intricate system of thoughts that my fear was using against me when the opportunity arrived.

And this is all I needed to know.

I learned how fear is working.

When getting out of your comfort zone becomes a routine

I am in that same place, only the country is different:

I’ve sent all that needed to be sent to my parent’s house.

Sold or trashed anything that was an extra weight.

Checked with my bank.

Done all the paperwork.

Took the vaccines.

Done my travel insurance.

Take a deep breath before the dive.