While Iām editing the manuscript for my next book, I thought Iād share a few popular posts from my main blog, The Art of Non-Conformity. Iāve been writing there since 2008āwhich is also when I first began my quest to visit every country in the world!Ā
I donāt talk about that much these days, but it remains a core set of memories for me. Todayās post is about adventure. Please like and share if you enjoy it.Ā š


āThe most difficult thing is the decision to act, the rest is merely tenacity. The fears are paper tigers. You can do anything you decide to do. You can act to change and control your life; and the procedure, the process is its own reward. Adventure is worthwhile in itself.ā -Amelia Earhart
You often hear about how we regret the things we donāt do more than the things we do. Looking back at the experience of traveling the world, this belief shines through whatever hardship I encountered along the way.
Sure, I can remember the struggles. I can remember sleeping on the ground, running out of money, missing my flights. I remember not being sure if Iād make it, if Iād have to give up somewhere.
If I think about it, I can remember sweating it out in Eritrea, detained by the police overnight before I was put on a plane to Cairo. I remember flying to Angola and Pakistan without the required visa, wondering what would happen on the other side.

There were plenty of mistakes and misadventures along the way.
But honestly, most of all I remember theĀ triumphĀ and theĀ exploration.
This triumph was 98% private. It was almost entirely about proving something to myself, being able to fulfill a vision I had that seemed totally absurd at the time I started.
I felt a sense of exhilaration upon reaching a new country, especially a difficult one or one that involved some sense of challenge.
When IĀ walked on the street in New York CityĀ one day after finding the consulate for Guinea Bissau, I was floating on air. Only three countries left! This was really happening!

Meanwhile, the exploration was the fuel that kept it going.
Montenegro. Kyrgyzstan. Swaziland. Oman. Andorra. Djibouti.
I didnāt know where any of those places were when I started. And to be honest, I didnāt know some of them even existed.
Bhutan. Yemen. Lithuania. Qatar. Uruguay.
But now I have a place in my mind for the places of the world. I have a memory of each of them, some hazy but others resoundingly clear. Thereās a connection between every country I wrote down on a list twelve years ago and then eventually made it to.

These days I still travel quite a bit, and I still encounter that sense of disorientation and jet lag. But Iām notĀ continuouslyĀ jet lagged every month, the way I was for years. (āJet lag is my favorite drug,ā I used to say. The quote comes from Jacques Cousteau.)
So yes, when I think back, I completely identify with the sense of āovercoming regretā by saying yes to adventure.
As I wrote about in The Happiness of Pursuit, I do sometimes feel a sense of sadness that the quest is over. Mostly, though, I feel extremely glad that I did it.
If youāre thinking about undertaking an adventure, but arenāt sure if it will be worth it ⦠well, there are no guarantees. Anything worth doing involves risk and challenge.
But what if itĀ isĀ worth it? What if it ends up changing your lifeāhow would you value that?
Thatās what you should ask yourself. And unless you have a good reason not toāand maybe even if you doāthatās why you should say yes to as many adventures as possible, because adventure is worthwhile in itself.


āAdventure is Worthwhile In and of Itselfā ā Chris Guillebeau
This is also true of inner adventure. Getting to know yourself in the deepest ways available to you, with whatever resources you have ā from meditation to Internal Family Systems to doing weird detoxes like the Hubbard protocol to tāai chi or ecstatic dance or authentic movement.
Whether the door in is stillness or movement; whether itās psychedelics or psychedelic doses of niacin; whether itās using liminal mind states like dreaming or connecting to your parts right before bed / upon waking or journaling in a wide-awake state in the middle of the day ā whatever you use, however you travel inward, itās all worth it.
No effort to get to know yourself is wasted. Reading, listening to podcasts and watching TV and movies are also part of inner travel because they expose you to imaginary lands inside other peopleās minds, which helps you build frameworks for understanding your own.
Not everyone is called to travel to real-life place like Djibouti and Nigeria, although outward travel can be an amazing way to open up to the human experience in real time. But we are all called to travel inward in the ways that suit us best. And it doesnāt have to be with a destination in mind ā an outcome of āhealingā or fixing ourselves. Sometimes we travel inward just for the fun of it, the joy of self-discovery and self-mastery; the courage to be more fully who we are a happy by-product.
Hereās to the adventure of travel, in and of itself, both inward and outward!
Adventure is Chocolate Croissants for Dinner. No, I meant adventure is so worthwhile! I am finishing an article on Malta today, where I spent a month or so house-sitting a while back. My girlfriend and I are nowhere near the travelers you are, Chris, but we've house-sat for stretches in many countries and fabulous places in the world, and despite there being some calamities on some of the ventures, the travel, the sights, the people, the culturesāso worthwhile!