Fear is blocking your best life.
What is fear? Fear is an unpleasant emotion caused by the belief that someone or something is dangerous, likely to cause pain, or a threat.
Fear is getting in the way of your joy.
Fear is keeping you from taking the job you want, writing the story that's in your heart, following your dreams, telling someone that you love them, and endless other things each and every day of your life.
When my late husband died..........Fear became like that person you invited to the party who is now drinking too much and acting like an asshole but you don't have the guts to tell them it's time for them to go home. Fear became a constant playlist in my mind. All day....every single day....fear told me I wasn't brave. Fear told me I wasn't worthy. Fear told me I wasn't smart. Fear told me I was broken beyond repair and unlovable. Fear told me not to step my foot out the door. Fear told me not to breathe.
Fear is wrong.
Fear is a trickster.
Fear is often standing right in the middle of the path you are meant to take and it's making you feel like you're too scared to bust through and that you will just take the other road.
Fear is telling you that if you put your heart out there that it will be smashed to bits.......again.
Fear is telling you that you can't have a "happily-ever-after" because it's not meant for you.
Fear is telling you to keep your emotions and your thoughts to yourself because someone is going to hurt you so you protect yourself by staying quiet.
Fear is wrong.
Don't get me wrong. Danger is real. Very real.
But I'm not talking about danger. I'm talking about living.
Is it dangerous to write your story and let people know your truth to help heal you and help others? No.
Is it dangerous to fall-in-love and tell people you are in a relationship? No. Scary? Yes. Dangerous? No.
Is it dangerous to switch careers? No.
Is it dangerous to leave someone you love because they treat you like shit? No.
Danger is real. Fear is an illusion. Fear is our mind's way of trying to predict the future. But we can't predict the future. We can't predict what will happen in one hour, in one day, next week, in 3 months, or in 30 years.
Do I sometimes let fear win? Oh hell yes, I do. And it pisses me off every single time. My anxiety takes over. I hold my breathe. I see fear standing on my path and I can't get myself to shove it out of the way.
But I'm working on it. But I'm aware of it.
When you have seen death.........when you have seen someone young, beautiful, and loving who had their entire future ahead of them.....when you see them dead in a coffin it makes you angry. It makes you realize that tomorrow is. not. guaranteed. Let me say that again......Tomorrow is not guaranteed. We seem to say that a lot. We put that shit on t-shirts but we don't live it. We don't feel it. I seen my best friend go from laughing over tacos on Tuesday night to watching them lower him into the ground on Monday morning. This makes me realize that I could be dead in 3 months, or 3 years, or 30 years and I'm going to try my best to tell fear to leave the party. I'll call it an Uber and send it on it's way. I'm not pouring it another cocktail and entertaining it anymore. I'm going to say what I feel to people in my life and if it scares them and they don't talk to me anymore? Well, at least I put myself out there and I didn't hold my truth in. I'm going to follow my path when I feel it. And when I'm lost? I'm not going to let fear lead me out of the dark. I'm going to let my light do that.
Fear is the jerk at the party. Tell it to step aside and let you walk into the life you are meant to live. A life filled with purpose, love, adventure, and freedom.