Thought for the day: Fear

Fear:

The unknown, the hidden away, the right in front of your very eyes you can't ignore it, the reoccurring situation.  How does one handle what we perceive to be the truth when we are living in fear?  Afraid of what are actions may cause?  Afraid of what life would be like once we have burned all of our bridges?  Fear of what others will think if we actually speak what is on our minds once and for.

When is enough, enough?  When is their no turning back?  When do we step away from the past and into an unknown future?  How do we find the inner strength, as a friend of mine would say "balls to the wall
 and live fearlessly.

Does nobody talk about?  Does it scare our friends when we do?  Are we seen as afraid?  What is the shame in that?  Isn't fear normal, to some kind of degree?

Or is it a lack of self confidence?  A lack of self worth?  A missing self value?  What would it take to find all of those things and if so how does one find it if they are living in fear? Is it even possible? Is the past, and where we have been enough of an experience to gain a foothold and come roaring out of fear?  Or are we to remain forever shackled to the prison walls of fear?  When can we expect to conquer the vaporous being and once and for all live in the light?

Thought for the day

Another quote from "Losing Julia" by Jonathan Hull... there seem to be so many things in this book that are making me really think......

"I can't bear to leave my room today.  I feel altogether too weak......but the weakness that comes with sadness, which is much worse.  I am starting to think sadness is organic; that sad people are cursed with more insight than others.  While our smiles defy our bitter plight, our tears acknowledge it.

Maybe that's why the only people who have really interested me in my life besides children----are those who have experienced the loss of a loved one.  People who haven't felt the caustic burn of death are like students who haven;t yet held a real job; the world is still theoretical; intellectualized, vigorously debated, nut not fully comprehended.

Any search for the deeper meaning in our lives has to start at our deaths.  That's the fundamental overwhelming dilemma of our humanity. But the absurdity of our lives--which I can now only see clearly--is our unwillingness to concede that we are in a bit of a pickle in the first place.  It's quite funny, really: several billion people all feigning immortality, as though they each have some secret exemption, or at least an indefinite future, and thus can not afford to run down the clock without the least sense of urgency.  And the incredible thing is, you can live....and still not make the most of the time you have got."

So are we living fully, making the most of every moment?  If not what is it going to take to make fully living happen?  Do we fear our own death as Jonathon Hull suggests? Not wanting to face our own immortality.

Some really great advice from a friend

Every now and again the right person comes along grabs you by the shirt front and says "this is the way it is and you need to see it right now".  I have a few of those friends in my life and ever now and then they do exactly that, grab my shirt front and say "Mary Louise, get over it".  I need that at times more than anything else.  Christina once again wrote this wonderful response in regard to yesterday's post about my fear, insecurity and doubt.  This is what she said........

Charlie,


I think that perfectionist are their own worst enemies. And most artists I know are perfectionists. I know because I am one and it has cost me a great deal of joy too in my life. Not wanting company to come visit for example because the house wasn't perfectly clean, not finishing a vision of some outfit because I thought it would not be perfect. Sometimes it is in the mistakes we find the perfect design, the perfect vision. But if we hold back out of fear we never get to see what we are capable of accomplishing.

Getting ill I had to give up on a lot of my perfectionist attitudes because I could no longer control how clean the house was because someone else had to clean it. I found I wasted a lot of opportunities for happiness that had come my way because I was afraid of feeling like a failure.

We sabotage our own success out of fear of failure before we ever attempt a project. I have done it myself in the past too. One thing I found that helps is to just jump in and "do it". Don't concentrate on the end results so much as the ride.


Enjoy the roller coaster ride in life for it ends all too suddenly. Think how boring a roller coaster would be if it just went on a flat surface going at a safe speed.It might be safe, there may not be any anxiety over that ride because there would be no insecurity or fear of failure taking out the "what if's" but how boring, a journey it would be!

The ups and downs are what make life's journey so exciting. Entering a fashion contest can be very stressful but it is the difficulty going up that ride that makes riding down the coaster with the wind in your hair and your hand holding the prize in so exciting. So very, very worth it.


So don't look at the ride with the scary bumps ahead as the thing that holds you back. Look at the ride in life and the scary parts being the thing that takes you to the amazing view at the top that makes the journey in life so amazing!

Carpe Diem! Seize the day and don't fret the small stuff, for it won't matter when we're gone anyway.


Sending my love!

Christina

Thanks for the grabbing my shirt front and reminding me something I knew in the back of my head and needed to see anytime you need to do it again please do. In the meantime I am embracing my inner FIERCE self, Look out because here comes THE FIERCENESS!!!