The safe haven where no one can cause you harm.
Back when things felt unbearable and thermodynamics lecture looked unapproachable, I had these five minute moments where I wrapped myself inside my quilt and dozed off on the bed. A secure, warm place where no one can judge you or scratch you to death. Safe from all the cold outside.
Why would anyone want to leave?
But those five minutes had to end, and I had to step out. Step out of that safe burrow where I had intended to lock myself forever.
And I knew what lied outside. Sometimes things were worse. Or my assumptions were. Irrespective of what was the case, worry was a constant companion.
So if things are only worse outside then the other option is to stay safe. Not come out of the quilt. As appealing as that might sound, how long could I stay inside? How many opportunities was I willing to let go? I might fall and get hurt, but what if I did rise up and gain what I dreamt of? Or should I just stay satisfied in my unrealized dreams?
We all need a burrow. A five minute “me-space”, where nobody’s opinions matter. Where we can gain all the confidence we need. Where we can rest and gain the strength needed for further improvements.
But coming out of the burrow we built around ourselves is also a must. Sometimes it’s hard. It might also require us to break the burrow to bits. But in the end, it’s always going to pay off. Because we are taking a risk to embrace the new.
And new experiences are the teachers that we all need at the end of the day.