The Only Thing We Have To Fear …
Jan 4th
Is fear itself, right? Surely, one of the finest proclamations in history, is it not? And yet, so few of us actually seize the opportunities we are given to implement this wisdom. Why?
Because we’re afraid… that’s why.
We’re afraid that we might actually reach for something higher than the inferior set of standards by which we’ve become accustom and instead we tell ourselves that tomorrow might be a better day to take that leap, or make that call, or ask that question, or think that way.
A while ago, a friend of mine sent me a link to a blog she thought was both inspirational and interesting. After visiting said blog and reading through the entries, I had the sort of energy rush that moves you to action almost immediately.
Now, I’m the first to admit that I’m a self-help junkie and I’m easily moved by inspirational stories. But even though that’s true, it’s rare such a story ignites my enthusiasm to the point of being jolted from my desk chair like a crazed sports fan in the last seconds of a title-clenching championship as I read.
The blog I’m referencing is called “Jump David, Jump” and the author of this blog was diagnosed with a brain tumor (which by the way, was not the reason for my crazed sports fan behavior). His tumor is not what makes this story impactful… well it’s partially why… but let me explain.
What makes this story so fascinating is how he took his prognosis and turned it into an opportunity to face his fear. Not the fear of his tumor, mind you, the fear of what’s behind it. He responded to his diagnosis and trips to various doctors and specialists by combining his medical discoveries with an honest dose of self-reflection and then delivered it all with humor and sincerity through his writing.
This all ties together… I promise.
In one of David’s posts there is a passage that explains fear far better than I ever could and also explains the reason why we don’t instinctively face our fears head on…
Here is exactly what he wrote:
THIS, ladies and gentleman, is what the truth about fear feels like.
What we hold inside and never let out can eventually make us sick, cynical, crazy, depressed, or any other rotten combination of emotionally dysfunctional versions of ourselves. And for what? To save ourselves the pain and agony of ridicule? Well, I have news for you. David’s onto something.
The longer you hold back on what it is you actually want… the longer you’ll have to endure the type of ridicule that’s way worse than all the people you’re linked to on Facebook, laughing at you simultaneously. Self-doubt is way worse than that. Face it, we package fear and hand it to ourselves like it’s a gift. We are our own worst enemies.
My very first post on this site is about the innocence of who we are at the age of five (go here if you want to read about it) and the fact that we believe we can do anything, be anything or have anything.
However, somewhere along the way, something happens to us. We go through life and people tell us we’re stupid, and we’re teased by our peers, and we suffer mass amounts of hurt and disappointment or worse… things so unimaginable that I wouldn’t even know how to write about them because my life was a cake walk in comparison.
And we use all that “life garbage” and turn it into our own version of the truth. And we hand over our mental money and buy into the idea that whatever bad thing anybody ever told us to be true about ourselves must in fact, be true. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have said it… right?
So, here’s my question:
What will it take to get you to scrap that idea and face the fear?
My hope is that your answer does not involve a brain tumor. My hope is that something else will spark your need to discover your own unique something that’s calling you out of your own comfort zone and leading you directly into the fear you work so hard to avoid.
And the only rule in facing that fear is this: HONESTY RULES. Because the moment you get honest is the moment you are forced to leap. That is also the exact moment you will undoubtedly encounter that very fear… and your only option is to move through it. It’s not even required that you move through it with grace and style. You can trudge through it like a soldier covered in mud and moss by the time you’re on the other side, but the point is… move through it.
I actually want to open this topic for discussion because I’m curious.
What is your biggest fear? Or maybe more appropriate… What is the biggest lie you tell yourself, regularly?
Is it that you’re not adequate? Or is it that you might just be equipped beyond your wildest dreams to do something you never thought possible, but fear is getting in your way?
What is the worst that could happen if you try and then fail?
And finally… what on earth are you waiting for?
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Has Anyone Seen My Cape?
Nov 17th
Remember back when you were five and grown-ups would ask you the question, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” Do you remember your answer?
Generally, five-year-olds have no problem answering this question in less than 10 seconds. Not only do they answer fast, they generally answer with genuine enthusiasm and the answer is always different. The first time someone asks, they want to be a doctor and the very next day, a firefighter.
Five-year-olds don’t sit around and think about what might be the most logical choice. They don’t stew over how much money they’ll need to pay their mortgage and their car payment and they certainly don’t overanalyze which careers seem to make the most sense based on their current lot in life. After all, they’re five… if they dreamt of only being able to accomplish what one is capable of at age five; they certainly wouldn’t get very far.
Ironically, when you’re young, grown-ups think it’s cute if you’re a dreamer, but when you’re in your thirties or even older, people tend to say things like, “Oh, she must be having a mid-life crisis”. The truth is, we should all be more like the five-year-olds we were and less like the adults we’ve become. We might actually start making progress in the right direction.
Being five is such a great age because you’re old enough to use your imagination with an incredible amount of detail, but still young enough to believe that being Superman or Wonder Woman is not entirely out of the question as a future profession.
Somewhere along the line though, most of us have taken off our superhero capes and tucked them away in a drawer somewhere. We grow up and we get “realistic” about our goals and most of the time we forget all about those ingenious ideas we had way back when.
Every single person on this earth is born with the infinite ability to make their dreams come true, but life is challenging and most of us end up deterred and cynical. We may even have good reason to be deterred and cynical, but what would happen if we took the focus off what hasn’t happened and instead focused solely on what could happen?
What if you stopped for one split second and asked yourself, “Who do I want to be and what do I actually want to do?”
I’ll warn you; these are dangerous questions. Ask earnestly and the truth will start to slowly emerge. In reality, most of us are where we are because at some point in our lives we decided it was time to stop dreaming and get responsible. But therein lies the key … being responsible. There is a greater responsibility that comes with making discoveries about the truth that lies within us. Because once that truth is out in the open, you might just have to do something about it.
In fact, your first instinct might be to hide it from everyone you know. Maybe they’ll think you’re stupid. Maybe they’ll make fun of you for it. Or maybe, just maybe it’s the one thing you’ve always wanted most and you don’t want to consider the idea that you could try and then fail.
This has personally happened to me time and again. I’ve made crazy, outlandish discoveries in my heart about what I really want and then eventually had to dare myself to say it out loud. Every single time this happens, it freaks me out to give life to the words that may have everyone else wondering if I’m completely off my rocker. BUT, every time I say the words I fear most, it gets a little easier. I actually believe that my BEST moments happen when I’m thinking like my inner five-year-old would; unashamed and undeterred by any hint of outside skepticism. There is nothing quite as freeing as dusting off your cape and pretending you can fly…
So, what are you waiting for?
Go ahead; I double-dare you.



