No matter how big we are, we all have fears. Everyone is scared of something, some people fears of nearly everything such as heights, the dark, death of loved ones, being alone, deep water and all reptiles but what’s our deepest fear? What’s our greatest fear in life and how do we manage or overcome it?
Marianne Williamson answered these questions very beautifully: “Our deepest fear is not that we are insufficient. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous?’ Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”
Being alone is my biggest fear.
Actually, I love being alone. I gain clarity, I focus on my passions, and I feel better. I feel a comfort draped in sadness. I’m not afraid of being sad. I know the feeling of happiness and joy. I long for the full range of emotion. I’m comfortable being uncomfortable. Well, sadness is a powerful feeling from which I can bring out emotional fuel. Some of my most bright memories are coloured by a frozen ice of sorrow.
I’m extremely likeable. I’m self-aware. I’m trustworthy. I can lead you through unsolved territories to where you want to be. I’m secured about making friends. Sometimes, I look at myself in a house of mirrors. It’s a house full of witches, lovers, magicians, bad guys, good guys, stunning beauty, colours, boredom, mean spirits, excitement, ambition, fun, thieves, success, and failure. Outside is a garden; full of life, flowers blooming, carefully manicured, with open invitations for enjoyment.
Feeling a range of emotions allows me to feel alive. I’m not afraid of crying. I can laugh at inappropriate moments. I recognise fear. I embrace both happiness and sadness with equality. Excitement is exciting and disappointment is ambition.
Being alone brings out a sadness inside that enables some of the best in me. Of course there’s another set of the best that’s brought out by happiness, but I need both to be at the best of my best. That sadness drives me. I find privacy in sorrow; an unforgiving and unrevealed happiness. I can let my imagination roam. I find what makes me wonder. What makes you wonder?
Being alone can be experienced as positive, pleasurable, and emotionally refreshing if it is under the individual’s control.
I like to wonder what places were like before they were settled. Outer space, the mountains, isolated wilderness, the depths of my mind and thoughts… How can I apply those to other situations? What can I discover? Can I bring out a feeling or provoke thought from someone? (Sure!) And not just how, but what? That’s how I create. I put those ideas to work when I cook, when I write, whenever I encounter a problem, in painting, creating, building, planting, or designing.
I’m not afraid of being alone, I embrace it. Because who will be there at the end?
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