Jumping into Fear
One of my all time favorite events to witness first hand is that of a baby taking it’s first steps. Gingerly pulling themselves up to the cheers of their adults. Then, with no hesitation, they go. Wobbling legs, awkward gate, arms flailing at their sides, they go. The typical senario of this magical site is the baby headed toward the open arms of a loved one. Coached, encouraged and loved, every single step. The one constant in this momentous occasion is that something is clearly absent….fear. Babies don’t worry about falling. Babies have no idea what “good enough” looks like. They don’t care if they look off balance and less than perfect. They haven’t learned the concept of fitting in or being “right.” Even when they do fall, typically they get right back up and do it again. I can see the smiles in my mind. Oh how that inspires me.
As much as I would love to say more about babies and all their magical wonder, what I’m getting at here is fear. You know it. You have felt it. Maybe that tingling feeling of your neck getting red as it rises up to your face during a presentation. Could be the small lakes forming in your palms and armpits during a job interview. Or the feeling of your heart beating inside your head instead of your chest as you approach your first black diamond slope. Then there’s the hollow feeling in your heart that tells you you will never be good enough. For me, right now, it’s the overwhelming fear of failure over writing your first thought provoking piece since graduate school. When did we get it? Where did it come from? What messages or tapes are on auto play in our minds that tell us we aren’t good enough to do something?
As we grow, the psyche is infused with varied events and memories. Some invoke joy and growth, some sting with pain and loss. Regardless which emotions are driving, the comfort, ironically lies in remaining with the emotion. Even the ones that make us cringe should become welcome guests. Shying away and neglecting maladaptive feelings only make them larger and allow them more hiding places in our day to day lives. They creep up under the guise of addiction, avoidance, isolation, and regret. Acknowledge them head on. Once the fear has a challenger (us) it begins to become managable. Once it becomes managable, it slowly either dissapates or becomes a natural part of our makeup. A qualified therapist can help immensley to foster cognitive comfort through self talk and support groups. We too have fear. We arent’ Wonder Woman or Superman. Heck, if we were, I’d be flying over the Rockies instead of sweating out this article.
A key part of the maturation process is delvelping ourselves as individuals. Carl Jung refers to it as individuation. Individuation comes from the Latin word individuus, meaning “undivided.” This wonderous evolution doesn’t always present itself without pain. However once we accept the things that we normally flee from, they stop chasing us. What it finally came down to with me was I learned to love myself more than I feared what others thought of me. I developed what I call the Kendra parachute. It’s an imaginary parachute I keep in my mind at all times. When I get nervous or tense in any given situation, I strap it to my back, face my fear……and jump. I just did it again. So can you.
