The other day, I had a conversation about what it’s like to live in Los Angeles.
The man I was talking to said he thought LA was too big. “I haven’t spent much time there, but I wouldn’t even know where to begin,” he said. “If I was going to live there, I’d get lost in the shuffle.”
I felt this same way when I moved to LA. However, to counteract this feeling, I went searching for a point of entry.
For me, it was community. I wanted to find a group people, make friends, and commit to something larger than myself. I started going to a church. I joined a friend’s theater company. I got a job. I made friends. I started to build a life.
Starting something new is hard, be it moving to a new city, starting a new job, or exploring that hobby you’ve always wanted to try. There are things we don’t understand or don’t think we can handle. But if we look, there’s always something small that speaks to us, invites us into the newness.
Finding a point of entry makes everything just a little bit easier.