God it’s a thrown around word isn’t it? ‘Adventure’ is on fleek. New adventure merch, pinterest boards and instagram accounts dedicated to the pursuit pop up every day.
I’ll be honest with you. The incredible images that litter these feeds – of people on the edge of precipices, falling from the sky or laying in hammocks suspended between crevices – had turned me a shade of green. I had found myself recoiling every time I read the part of my bio that makes the claim The Foraged Life is a space for adventure stories. Like I’m fobbing myself (and you) off because I’m not on a perpetual backpacking, bungee jumping, adrenalin trip.
Then I had a think, and, as often happens after a think, I had my perspective reset and realised I was being a bit of a twonk. Now, I’ve got some fresh thoughts on adventure.
You see technically – Oxford dictionary technically – adventure is an ‘unusual, exciting and possibly dangerous activity.’ In the Latin, bungee jumping isn’t even slightly referenced. ‘Adventure’ is simply a thing to come or about to happen.
On this count, I am a diehard adventurer (whether I just scaled the side of a mountain or simply made a decision out of the ordinary which took more guts than usual).
It means that what an adventure is to me is unique to me. It’s my precipice, my step into the unknown and across that line I usually stick the comfortable side of. Adventure is the move that took me a solid dose of bravery to make.
As it goes, I’m on a big one right now. I landed in South Africa a couple of weeks back after giving notice at my brilliant job and saying hearty goodbyes to all my favourites. It took the greatest injection of bravery I’ve needed to summon yet and every day calls for a bit more as I meet the ‘unusual, exciting and possibly dangerous.’ It even takes some when days are slowly rolling, mundane even, as I work out my modus operandi over here and decide to get out of bed.
I’m seeing a pattern though; when I step my foot out when I can’t see the ground beneath my feet, I see glimpses of magic in my life- of adventure. And, because life is definitively filled with unknowns and unsteady ground, I’ve decided we are all adventurers and adventuring- backpack in tow or not. Welcome to the club.
What do you think? What does adventure mean to you?