Feel the fear. I’m talking about the physicality of fear: that pit in your stomach, heart beating faster, elephant sitting on your chest feeling you get. It’s the rumbling of anger and irritability that rises in you : Head hurts, stomach is in knots, throat tightens, tears fall.
At the core of fear is always your body. Fear is so physical. Yet, it can be so mental too.
How often do we choose to deal with fear with our brilliant minds or our spiritual perspective? We make decisions to get over fear or to let it go. We take courses or read books to help us try to conquer fear. We remind ourselves that fear has served us well, has taught us a higher lesson, or that fear is our friend.
These are all wonderful coping strategies, but very logical.
And I CANT be logical or very spiritual at times. Not when I am smack in the middle of my own FEAR. In those moments ALL of my teachings about fear can blow out of the window. But I can feel it in my BODY…
The other day I was having a conversation about FEAR. One person got very frustrated at the aspect of being in fear, and wanted to know why we can’t just make a decision NOT to be afraid?? Why can’t we rid ourselves of FEAR, and just know all is well…all the time?
“Aren’t we more evolved at this point than to STILL be afraid over the same old stuff?” they said.
I couldn’t help but feel their judgement around fear, and their very strong mind. And I don’t subscribe to thought control, I’m not very good at it, nor do I try to be.
And to answer the question, No, I am not more evolved…and my point is, I don’t need to be. FEAR is as much a part of me as NON FEAR, and I have come to accept and integrate this more and more. I am a polarity.
I talked about the importance of jumping into the shit pool of my own fears, and swimming through them if I wanted change.
Equating FEAR with shit sparked something with a very spiritual and philosophical friend of mine:
“just a thought…if you do want change….how different would it feel if you stopped calling it a shit pool???? come on Patty, you’re smarter than that!!! those fears are there for a reason, they served you well at some point, no doubt. but your done with them. let them go. ♥ love you!”
While I do agree with her that fear has served me well and has been with me for a reason, her perspective is quite spiritual and strong minded, yet I could also feel her slight judgment around me equating fear with shit….“Patty you’re smarter than that…”
My reply was, “Actually I’m not smarter than that, and I don’t need to be.”
I too have judged myself in the past for not being over things, for knowing all I know spiritually and STILL being afraid. I judged myself until I started to focus less on the spiritual and logical perspective of FEAR, and I became more willing to focus on the physical aspect of FEAR. FEAR and my BODY.
Which brings me to my very deliberate Facebook “shit post”.
Shit IS the most literal release of unwanted material from the BODY. What the body no longer needs it physically releases.
It felt so natural to write about swimming in the shit pool as an analogy for facing… and by doing so, releasing unwanted/ no longer needed fears ( I could use the word feces) but words are powerful and to make my point, SHIT just fits.
So imagine you are afraid.
Afraid for tomorrow. Afraid he won’t call. Afraid you’ll never meet that special someone, or you won’t get the job, you can’t pay the bills, afraid it just won’t work out. Afraid you messed it all up. Afraid you can’t fix it. Afraid life is passing you by.
And beyond the obvious things going on in your life, is the fear that down inside, maybe you’re just not good enough!
Now tell me, did you notice a slight drop or twinge in your stomach as you imagined?
So I continue to Share My Love Story…. which includes my FEARS.
With Love and Fireworks,