Monday, November 3, 2008

Why Do We Fear? [A Response]

Fear. Fear. Fear.

Like the air we breathe, a case can be made for fear being seen as a fundamental part of the human condition. It ensures that we do not harm ourselves by doing something without proper thought and preparation. It is a preventative mechanism. It's a counterbalance to the rawness of our instinct. Simply, it prevents our instinct or id from running amok.

The downside,? In excess it immobilizes us. It inhibits our intuition to a point where we do not trust our innate ability to evaluate a situation, form a judgment based on evidence or act appropriately for the benefit of the self and others.

Though fear is a natural part of our make-up, how we manage it is a socialized practice. From birth to whenever, we are reminded to factor fear into every thought, decision and action we take.

My personal conscious experiences with fear began, like many, in childhood. It related to the Christian religious concept of being a 'sinner' and 'going to hell'.

As I grew into adulthood many other fears followed, the primary one that disabled me consistently was 'not trusting myself'. My self-doubt manifested itself in thoughts such as: everyone else knows more than me and therefore my knowledge and/or opinion has no value and I am being rejected because I am not 'smart' enough.

Now more to the question about fear as it relates to change in our lives. Generally, our way of thinking and ease in judging ourselves, always takes us to the place of thinking about the worst case scenario first. There is no consistent mechanism that supports putting thoughts of success before thoughts of failure.

Change is fearful because it takes us into the uncharted unknown. Dealing with fear requires persistent deliberation and self analysis. For example, I once feared dying. So I meditated on this question until one day insight came in the form of this answer, "I fear death because death can be painful". It was that simple. I feared dying painfully. Metaphysically, I had accepted the concept of death and dying, but on the physical level I was still fearful. To cope with this fear, I accepted the belief that you can only die in the manner in which you have lived. If you live in healing and loving context, then this is the context you will die in. You will leave as regally or as deformed as you have lived.

So what is the source of the debilitating impact that fear has on our lives? As I mentioned before, it is socialization. From an early age we are taught that success is unlikely but failure is common and must be overcome. We are not taught that what you do in life is not based upon 'success' or 'failure', but upon consistent quality effort and self-trust. We are not taught that you can be a 'good' person without having to be 'good' at something. We are taught to anticipate the worse first, because it buffers you against disappointment, pain and rejection.

So how do we cope with fear and still find our way to a meaningful and value filled life?
Simple, by recognizing that fear is a natural first response but not a final response. That is does not make us succeed or fail, but only cautions us before we act. This awareness coupled with our natural instinct is the key to doing and succeeding.


Saturday, November 1, 2008

Why Do We Fear?

Hey Lloyd,

While I'm in asking mode, I have another question. Do you have fears? If yes, what kind of fears are they? Whenever I'm aware of a change taking place in my awareness / being, I always get nervous and start thinking very negative thoughts - mostly about having to do something because something is wrong with me (like an unexpected illness). I did it again today, so I'm trying to figure out where that comes from. Example, when first contemplating going back to Toronto and trying to understand why, I started to think that I HAD to go back because something might be wrong with me - it's awful! Where does that come from? I'll keep searching for an answer, but any insight would be appreciated.

Wow, I think/know I'm in a major change state. It's big and happening faster than I may be ready for. I intend to keep moving forward, but it can be a scary place at times!

Hey Lloyd,

That was deep and exactly what I needed to hear.

I think I've been placing too much emphasis on my book and I'm not feeling that I'm working to my potential. That's made me contemplate the "Allowing" so that the words will flow from my higher self. Yes, I've been working from the ego - I think I realized that earlier, but I was still unsure how to get out of the way. Part of my problem is that I have high expectations for myself, and I can't see beyond my desire to write this book and have it published. I really thought I'd be much further along by now and that has been playing on my mind as well. And, if I'm not writing, what am I supposed to be doing - I can't just live the life of leisure forever.

When I went to pay my rent at the beginning of October, I forgot to mention that I'd like to extend the lease. I sent an email on Thursday, and it turns out that someone else has rented it for mid-december. I was quite disappointed even though I wasn't sure if I would go home for Christmas. I guess that decisions been made for me - or, I'd have to find someplace else to stay. My passport expires early next year, so I'd have to do something about that as well, but now I don't know if what's next. Do I go home and then come back again - as I did last year, or is there someplace else I'm supposed to go????? Thus the question of allowing! I'm trying to see this as the universe trying to lead me in the right direction, but I'm not so good with the not knowing!

Anyway, I'm in a good place (in my mind and heart). so I'm not stressing about it. But, at the same time, I think I'm still fighting myself, and I know I have to let go.

Ahhh, the joys of becoming - I know we all have ebbs and flows, and I accept it all. I also take responsibility for it all. I'm where I am because this is where I'm supposed to be - fighting the alter ego and all : - )

Really happy to be learning these lessons in Paris,