On Monday I wrote about getting lost. I get lost a lot. Sometimes it’s annoying, sometimes it’s scary, but sometimes it’s just what I need.
I tend to be like Piglet, planning small adventures where I can be home in time for tea. Getting lost can take me beyond my comfort zone, or into new adventures bigger than I’d dare to dream. Other times it just takes me a new and scenic route home.
Jamie has asked ‘What do I wish to give myself permission for?‘ and this week I’d like to give myself permission to get lost. Permission to go somewhere other than where I planned, and end up somewhere I never knew existed.
What do you need to give yourself permission to do?