Living without Fear
The Unknown can be a pretty terrifying experience. Twenty-eight years ago — when my daughter had a liver transplant and a post-transplant year fraught with complications — The Future was a very scary place.
As it is for nearly all of my cancer patients.
Does tomorrow bring a turning point? And will that turning point lead to healing or suffering? Will we live in this limbo, this hell forever? What can I do/say/intention to control where this runaway train is heading? Where the hell are the brakes?!?
Back in those days — twenty-eight years ago — I had a poster on my kitchen wall. I had always found comfort in words, quotes. Little did I realize back then — the words on that poster would begin my spiritual journey deep into Uncertainty — past The Unknown — to peace. Peace being a completely foreign concept to someone, like me, who had lived with anxiety for the whole of their lives. …
The Fairy Tale books were wrong. Completely.
First of all — There was NO Prince Charming. And even worse — no white horses. She could live without the man — but she really missed the horses.
Next — The Witch wasn’t wicked. Not even mildly so. She had boundaries and did not suffer fools — so by the reckoning of some — that made her evil incarnate.
And lastly — The Pirate wasn’t the villain. Not even close. He didn’t bring chaos and plundering to her doorstep — he brought safety and peace.
The Witch pondered all of this over a cup of tea one evening. She was sitting in front of her fireplace. The weather was turning — winter was coming. She felt the nights lengthen and the forest go quieter and quieter as beasts and fowl migrated or hibernated. …
I was chatting with My Best Friend last night and we are both rather appalled by the current social and political climate. And deeply concerned for the future of our kids and grandkids.
Actually, EVERYONE’S kids and grandkids.
But the takeaway was this: Anger and Fear are ruling the day. On every single angle. On every single issue. From every single source.
The energy it is taking to maintain these positions is exhausting. Which feeds into our worst selves even more. Because Beings who feel cornered, afraid, sick, and hopeless are the most dangerous beasts.
I’ve lost count of the number of relationships I have gently put aside in this chaos. It wasn’t a matter of agreeing or disagreeing on doctrine — most of the time it was because of the horrid mojo pouring out of the Human. Poison — toxins — completely saturated them and spilled out onto any and everyone who dared to come near. …