Just when did fear seep into my life? Is it the normal condition of a reasonable adult? A young colleague of mine is planning a trip across the country. By herself. At one point I wanted to walk the Appalachian Trail, bike long distances and to explore this country. Two summers ago, I thought about going out into the woods and camping by myself. The thought terrifies me. All the ‘What if’s….’ begin to activate and my logical brain twists into one big knot. Could I do any of these things by myself? After almost thirty-five years of marriage I have come to rely on company. My husband helps me out of fixes on a daily basis and my tall children reach things for me. Could I survive being alone for long periods of time? Is this really all about fear?
I must challenge myself. Although I have been in the same skin for more than ‘half-way to one-hundred’ years, there is more to discover about me. I continue to learn everyday. There are more chances to take. More adventures. Trust trumps fear because I possess the inner resources and strength to live and love fully through the joys and heartbreak. I want to feel it all. Only then will I know that I am living and bust through the fear.