Frocktober the 6th and stepping out on purpose

On the 6th of Frocktober I wore floral. It’s bold, let’s face it…a tad 80’s, and matched with silver peacock earrings, just to be a bit more subdued. Yes, I wore heels.
#frocktober proof
And to think I wouldn’t post a photo of my face or use my real name when I started this blog back in 2007.
6th of #frocktober peacocks and floral prints
I wore my floral frock while entertaining two children over for playdates with my three. Actually, maybe entertaining is overstating things, I really just passed them a box of lego.  I wore it to lunch at a friend’s home. I wore it later in the day while working from home.  I wore it making dinner. I wore it for Frocktober.

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Sadly, Steve Jobs died today. I read tributes everywhere I looked – on Twitter, on Facebook, even on the front page of Google. Tributes to an amazing life, incredible thinker, someone who made a profound impact on the world.

So today I’ve been thinking about things I’ve seen lately. Like this.

life begins at the end of your comfort zone

via Jon Burg

and this
where the magic happens/your comfort zone diagram

shared by Stacey Monk

Wearing a floral dress and sharing a photo of myself on the interwebs, so that someone might donate to this cause is not exactly comfortable for me. I’m more of a Gen X introvert. But I like to step out of my comfort zone. It makes me feel alive. It makes me feel purposeful. Especially when it’s for a reason.

“Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure — these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.” – Steve Jobs (thanks for sharing this quote Euan)

I started stepping out of my comfort zone on purpose when I was 16 years old and went on a German Exchange Program. There was no email, no skype and not much English. Just letters from family and a phonecall with family and friends every week or so. My experience living with a family completely different to mine, in a country where it snowed at Christmas and people spoke a different language was challenging, eye-opening and wonderful.

What about you? Can you think of moments when you have ‘stepped out on purpose’?