Do one thing every day that scares you.

Scary, right? It’s right there in the phrase - scare. By nature, I try to avoid doing things that scare me, and most of the time it’s fairly easy and I’m pretty sure I’m not alone in that.

Do one thing every day that makes me happy? Sure – a bagel for breakfast, hang out with my niece, meet a friend for a drink. But doing the thing that scares me, could that also make me happy in the end? The other day I did something that terrified me…not it wasn’t kissing David Beckham and getting caught by Posh (although David, if you’re in town – call me), I didn’t drive blindfolded or run with scissors.

But I did it, that thing I was avoiding, and yeah, I was scared. And guess what? The world didn’t end. Just about everything is the same as it was the day before, except I am changed by it. I proved to myself that I could do something I was afraid of, was actually running from, and it actually turned out really well.

I wonder if I can do all of that other stuff I’ve been avoiding. Today I did something else that maybe didn’t scare me, but I certainly avoided. I emailed my old boss to congratulate her. I got a lovely response back. I’m not sure I would have done that a few weeks ago. An email – something so minor, I send dozens each day, but this one was different.

I don’t know if I can commit to doing something scary every day – but maybe every other day? Do one thing a week that scares me? I think I can do that.