Where can I find my super-hero self again?

In recent years, I've lived a relatively calm life. I do not consider myself to be a high risk taker. I consider myself thoughtful, grounded, spiritual etc etc...you get the idea. However, I found this from myself 

"Jobs! This is the other thing we're here to do. I had this interview with Zara and I didn't even go. haha - most audacious thing I've done I think. Anyway, I am doing a fashion internship @--- it's pretty fun but REALLY FULL ON! Still, the other day, I saw Anna Wintour - pretty sure that's a good sign. It's pretty fun because of all the madness, but I'm learning abt..."

haha.

haha??! It was 2008 (the first of the great millennial set-backs), I had just moved across the world from Australia to New York, and was running dangerously low on food. In short, I needed Zara more than Zara needed me.

Yet, somehow I knew! I knew that working with clothes for minimum wage in a retail store was not where I needed to be. 

Instead, I did it for free. I interned at a fashion house which proved to be the first real step in building my career out of 'now that I'm here, what should I DO?'

It subsequently led to NY Fashion Week, skills I continue to leverage today and life long friendships. 

I'm calling on my super powers again in 2020. As the world is turned upside down and I'm at another big 'What should I DO?' moment.

I'm calling on the super power where I can't even finish writing what I was learning because presumably I was filled with such potential that I had to move fast and it didn't matter that the story was left unfinished.

Although, realistically I could have been called away to handle another toilet clogging emergency, there were a lot of those in the first apartment I lived in.

I think we are all calling on our super-hero selves. 
Some call it 'ahhh... youth' or some call it 'I'm soooo tired allllll the time now. I didn't use to be.' 
Whatever it has manifested into today, I would like to know where has she gone? Is she buried under the salary? Under the comfortable apartment? Under the pressure to get married? Under the pressure to reduce cellulite?

With all these weights, it's hard to be nimble, it's hard to see clearly ahead. 

But as the world is forcing a hard change, I'm searching hard for my no-fear button and how to finally press it.