What are you doing now that requires faith?

Ever take a trust walk?


It’s when you pair off, one person blindfolded and one seeing, leading the “blind” one around, while the “blind” one has to trust the sighted one not to run into ruin, or a tree at the very least. It’s usually extremely uncomfortable to be, well, blind, and perhaps more to the point, out of control.

One time my husband, Ben, and I were at a marriage retreat doing this. When it was his turn to lead, he walked me into an echo-y room where the sound was bouncing off the walls. “Ben, where ARE we?” I asked, just starting to get a little claustrophobic (in the eyes, anyway). No answer. “Ben, where are YOU?” Again, no answer. He had obviously left the area.

Well, I wasn’t having any of that, so I broke the rules and ripped off the blindfold, only to be confronted by a row of urinals. Yes, folks, he had led me into the men’s restroom, and left me…fortunately, with no men in sight.

He was right outside the door, laughing. I was only sorta laughing. This was not terribly unusual behavior for him, but geez.

Maybe for you, sometimes it feels like God has you on a trust walk and He’s leading you around, blindfolded and holding His hand, and all of a sudden, while you’re just trusting away, He leads you into the men’s room, where your life really does look like a row of urinals, and just leaves you there, your own voice echoing off the walls.

What do your negative circumstances make possible?

You may not be in the best place right now. Maybe you’re experiencing a health crisis, a relationship crisis, a career crisis. Maybe you have too much to do. Or not enough.

Whatever way your life isn’t the greatest, you may think that these circumstances don’t lend themselves to you cavorting off on some high falutin’ adventure.

And maybe they don’t.

Then again…

Maybe these undesirable days make an adventure possible–one you couldn’t have dreamed up in boring old uneventful times.

Case in point:

When do you feel most alive?

A new adventure hero has surfaced, and believe you me, Wonder Woman got nothin’ on her.

When do you feel most alive?

I dare you to visit her Facebook page and come away unchanged.

Even her backstory might inspire you to resurrect some aliveness of your own:

Days after her husband of almost 70 years died, 90-year old Norma Bauerschmidt discovered she had uterine cancer. Doctors prescribed the usual treatment– surgery, chemotherapy and radiation–but her son and daughter-in-law, Tim and Ramie, gave her another option: join them in their motor home, traveling the country to spend the remainder of her days exploring places she’d never been, letting go of her former life, and saying “yes” to living the rest of her life past the outer limits of her comfort zone.

Miss Norma thought about the two options, and made her choice.

“I’m ninety years old,” she said. “I’m hitting the road.”

When was the last time you did something for the first time?

If you can’t answer that one in a few seconds, consider this: Maybe it’s been way too long since you took a risk and stepped out into uncharted waters. It doesn’t have to be a big walloping “first time”; even a playful little risk has the power to revolutionize your life.

When was the last time

This I know.

A while back, my husband, Ben, and I were at a basketball banquet that was catered by Chick-Fil-A, the restaurant chain with the brilliant ads featuring cows and misspelled words. (Somehow it works.) In fact, that night, the featured mascot was a a person in a cow suit, who bounded in, high fiving kids and cavorting around the gym in fun fashion. I turned to Ben and said, “That looks like fun. I could do that.”

Your Epic Adventure Starts Here

FOMO is alive and well, and living in my headspace.

Your Epic Adventure Starts Here

Yours too?

If so, take heart, because Fear Of Missing Out just might be leading you by the heart to this blog series, which just might be leading you to a most epically adventurous life. And it may start in the simplest of ways. For instance…

Not long ago, my husband and I were with friends at Yellowstone National Park, gathering at the trailhead to a fantastical natural wonder. Because of hip pain, I sent everyone else trekking on, while I hung out in the car, bummed, because of, well, you know, that FOMO thing.

But soon after they left, I shifted my focus to the herd of buffalo that started lumbering into the parking lot, like they owned the place—and I decided that if I couldn’t have a good time with my current friends, I would make new friends. Friends with horns, snorting beady-eyed beautiful, four-legged friends. As the herd moved into the grass, I figured that a selfie with my new buds was in order, so I jumped out of the car and took one. (I wasn’t too close, I promise. And I left the car door open in case of an unexpected stampede.) It became one of my most beloved photos of all time, because it reminded me that even when you’re in a bad place, if you can manage to shift your focus, adventure (and the joy that comes with it) just might be under your nose. Or in front of your car. Or wherever. Which is why that picture ended up on the header of this site, and probably my life. Maybe yours, too.

If you, like me, have a restless heart that’s sometimes forced underground by all manner of challenges, consider this your invitation to a life of adventure…no matter what.

WHAT is this blog really about, anyway?

Adventure: n.  a risk taken to experience the remarkable

Adventure has more faces than you might realize. Google the word and you’ll typically find a lot of people base-jumping off cliffs, traveling to exotic places, and hurling themselves out of airplanes.  And that’s all amazing, but adventure encompasses so much more: It can be physical, yes, but also relational, vocational, emotional and spiritual.

Maybe you need to tell someone you love them, or switch careers or take an improv class, or do something that involves white-knuckle faith. Anything that requires even a modicum of risk (you might fail, you might look stupid, it might just all dissolve into nothingness and take you with it) no matter how big or small–that, my friend, is adventure beckoning you.

HOW will it work?

Each week for the next 52 (starting Monday, June 19), I’ll ask you a question designed to be a catalyst for your own adventurous life. It’s up to you to spend a little time answering it—in your head, on paper, on a screen, in the shower, however you process best. I do recommend at least jotting thoughts down–not necessarily in sentence form, but maybe you could just keep a small notebook handy.

I’ll also offer up stories, inspiration and resources for your journey. And maybe an occasional kick in the pants.

I hope you’ll share your own stories in the comments below and on my Facebook page.

If you join us, I believe you’ll be surprised at what comes a-resurrecting: maybe dreams you had long forgotten, or didn’t even know were buried under the mechanics of life.

WHY a blog about this?

Because adventure makes people come alive, and a whole lot of people going through a whole lot of stuff have sent their spirits underground, and they want their aliveness back.

Maybe you want your aliveness back.

You may not be able to see it at first, but if you practice living adventure, even in small ways, it just might lead you into a life that brings justice or mercy or compassion or beauty or much needed change into the world.

And one day you’ll find yourself living a life that is way, way bigger than you are.

WHO is invited into this life-changing enterprise?

You.  You with the restless heart…because that’s where most adventure starts.

Even if you’re in crisis right now. Especially if you’re in crisis right now. Even if you are not physically well, if you are battling acute or chronic pain, physical or emotional.

Even if you are grieving a loss—of a loved one, of a dream, of a physical or intellectual ability.

Even if you are in a stage of life when you’re meeting yourself coming and going, and can’t imagine that you could have time to think about adventure.

Even if you’re caring for someone else—an aging parent, a sick friend or a houseful of kids.

Even if your life isn’t at all what you thought it would be—or wanted it to be– at this juncture.

Even if you think you’re “too old” or “too young” or too anything.

No matter where you are, that restless heart of yours is calling your name.

It just might be time for you to answer.

Sign up here. Then hang on.

Question: Got an adventure in mind these days? Tell us about it. You can leave a comment by clicking here.