Stepping Out of My Comfort Zone - Part 3

Hi there! 💛

Whether you have been along for the ride since the beginning or you are just jumping in – welcome to the final part of my Stepping Out of My Comfort Zone series.

If you haven’t read Part 1 and Part 2 yet, I’d definitely recommend starting there to soak in the full journey! Each post in this three-part series has come with its own mix of surprises, soft wins, and personal shifts.

And this one too? It had its own kind of magic.

It was supposed to be unfamiliar, yet somehow… it felt like I walked straight into something that already knew me. Like I had wandered into a space where I didn’t have to try so hard.It felt like coming home – to myself.

A New Class, A Familiar Feeling

Okay, so later that same day I took the pole dance class, my over-ambitious self decided to try another one: Belly Dance! You’d think after my dramatic debut, I might have taken a break – but nope, your girl was ready for the next round. At this point, my logic was: “I have already embarrassed myself once today, how much worse could it get?”

Sure, this blog post took a tiny bit longer to show up here (blame it on this girl juggling life and prepping for a dance performance with her Tashan fam – more on that… maybe… in a future blog post?☺️). But we are here now. And that’s what counts. If the first wander was a spin into the unknown, and the second was a stretch into stillness, this one brought me right back to the joy of movement.

This time, there was no nervousness – just a quiet kind of joy, like my body already knew what to do before I even thought about it. Maybe it was the post-pole adrenaline still kicking in... or maybe I figured the blow wouldn’t hit as hard after already surviving one awkward debut that day (hehe).

Something about this just felt right – like it was meant to flow exactly the way it did.

So tell me – when was the last time something new felt unexpectedly safe? Like your soul whispered, “Hey, I know this feeling.” Because that’s what this chapter brought me.

Let’s dive in.✨

When I got to the studio, I found out a bunch of other girls were also attending for the very first time (bless – it wasn’t just me!). Our instructor thoughtfully grouped all of us newbies in the front row, and weirdly? I didn’t mind at all. I was feeling surprisingly confident after surviving the pole dance morning, and this seemed easier... right?

Then came my favourite part – the waistbands! You know, those pretty belts that jingle every time your hips move. And let me tell you, the moment the instructor started the music and our waistbands joined in? I genuinely felt like I was living in a dreamy music video. The sound of our hips hitting the beat was so satisfying – at least, that’s how it played out in my head!

Belly Dance & The Beautiful Blur Between Beats

I quickly realized that belly dancing wasn’t just new – it was a whole different world, just as unfamiliar and challenging as the pole class I had done earlier that day, but in a completely different way. In most dance forms, the music usually has clear, distinct beats, and you are expected to match each step precisely to those beats. But with belly dancing, it was a whole other vibe. The movements flowed more smoothly – gracefully – even sensually. Instead of matching each count like clockwork, we had to move our bodies with the rhythm’s continuous wave. It wasn’t about sharp transitions; it was about letting each move melt into the next, like a soft ripple through the body.

Divine Energy & Dance Floors

Honestly, this made me feel ultra-feminine – almost goddess-like. Like I was channeling some divine feminine energy right there on the studio floor. Well, at least that’s what I imagined in my head!

Truth is, I was still pretty awkward and clearly a beginner – but somehow, I felt right at home. For once, I wasn't stuck in my head or overthinking every step. I was actually there, fully enjoying the moment – and honestly, that's a big deal for me! I wasn’t hurrying myself into the next movement like I usually do in dancing, where I tend to rush and never fully finish a step. This time, I let myself move through it – slowly, fully – and it felt different. Better.

And as I am writing this, I have actually been back twice – and I have genuinely been loving the vibe. There is this gentle, grounding energy in the room, the kind that flows effortlessly. The community, the smiles, the way everyone practices with such softness – like they are letting their inner feminine aura come out in its rawest, most magical form. And being part of that? It just made me fall in love with dancing a little more.

Wrapped in a waistband, sweat, and surprisingly… a little bit of self-love. ✨ Mirror didn’t lie — I did show up for myself that day.

Huge shoutout to our instructor – she has been super attentive, checking on each of us newbies and guiding us patiently. Plus, there were some experienced dancers around who kindly stepped in to help whenever we got stuck. Honestly, the entire vibe was warm, supportive, and welcoming, which made me love the experience even more.

And that, my friends, was my last Wander & Wonder – Belly Dance! 💃

A gentle, joy-filled finale to a series that started with a stumble, stretched into stillness, and ended with a sway. Each experience held its own little world, and now it’s time to look back at all of them… and reflect on what they have taught me.💛

Final Thoughts – Let’s Get Real for a Second

So you guys, after all three of these experiences, I walked away knowing a whole lot more about myself. And isn’t that what it’s really about? Trying something new, taking a leap of faith, and growing along the way. And honestly? This approach never fails me. Every time I push past a fear, a doubt, or even one of those “what am I doing??” moments, I end up learning something valuable.

The only catch?

I actually have to do it. Show up. Take that first step. Because let’s be honest – nothing changes if we stay tucked inside our cozy little comfort zones, right?

And this was one of those moments. I just have to keep showing up, again and again, until things start to click. That’s how it works. Nobody is an expert in the beginning – and I am definitely no exception.

But you know what? I do want to be an expert – on myself. Because the more experiences I dive into, the more I realize... I have only scratched the surface. It’s like one of those iceberg diagrams – what I know about myself is just the tip. And below that? A whole world of layers, stories, and possibilities waiting to be uncovered.

And maybe that is the real goal – feeling at home with yourself.

Because once you do, no matter what unfamiliar territory you find yourself in, you won't feel completely lost. You will carry that sense of home within you. At the end of the day, it's not about understanding the world...It's about understanding yourself first.💜

And there’s this one line from the Bollywood song Dhunki that hits so right for this moment:

“Hai jahan ki tujhko khabar, khud se hai par tu bekhabar.”

Which essentially means, “You might know the world inside out… but what about yourself?”

And isn’t that something? I can name Bollywood songs just by hearing the first two beats (sometimes even know all the lyrics!), recite half my favorite movie dialogues, recall random facts about philosophy like I majored in it, and stay updated on what’s happening around the world – yet I still find myself surprised by what I feel, what I want, and who I am becoming. Life’s funny like that. ☕💫

Anyways, this whole thing? It was a beautiful chance to learn more about myself by throwing myself into unknown territory (and let’s be honest, the best part? I learned a ton with a free trial! 😂 If you know, you know – and if you don’t, I highly recommend hopping over to Part 1 to get the full story.🙌🏻)

And if this three-part rollercoaster of stepping out of my comfort zone taught me anything, it’s this:

Try. Stumble. Grow. (And maybe do it all again, free trial or not!)

Now tell me: have you done something recently that felt totally out of your comfort zone? Something that made you go, “Wait… am I really doing this?” Did you stumble through it, totally crush it, or end up somewhere in between like me?😄

Drop your story in the comments. I genuinely want to know!

Let’s celebrate the weird, wobbly, wonderful steps we are all taking. 💛

Thanks for being here!!!❤️

Hoping to catch you soon – with more stories, maybe more stumbles, and definitely more soul. ✨