The Things We Fear

I fear birds. Seriously.

And fish

I fear failure. I define failure as never having done something worthy in my life. I’m terrified I will check out without having done anything that makes any difference to the world.

I fear being a waste of potential. I’m funny and really smart. I haven’t made anything of myself. I haven’t done anything.

I’m terrified I’ll never find my way. I feel like I’m still looking how to be more. I think writing is my way of being more. I just need to do it. I need to be less afraid that my blogs will suck and just write.

I’m afraid of what the Fuzzy Wiener just brought inside, but it’s by the Viking’s desk, so, I can make myself not care.

I’m afraid of a lot of things. I’m also very afraid this country is so busy lining up in this messed up version of “Us versus Them” we will forget to talk and actually listen. Listening is the key for both sides. We need to chill our call-out culture and become a dialogue culture. Some people are too deeply entrenched on both sides to listen, but the rest of us need to take a chance. We need more vulnerability, more openness about our fears, and more searching for a reason to love other people. We need this or we are going to rip ourselves apart.

Fear is scary. Vulnerability is scary, but it is so much better than what we’ve got now.