Whenever I imagine a scarecrow, I always envision crows dancing about ~ the very thing scarecrows are supposed to frighten off. Do scarecrows even work? I decided to Google it: a scarecrow has to change every few days to be effective. Makes sense. But it got me thinking about fear. Some fears, of course, are necessary; they're about survival. It's the other stuff that can impede our happiness ~ or destroy our health.
"Seven for a secret / Never to be told," the nursery rhyme says. So, what, exactly, is the secret to overcoming fear?
Sometimes, there is a single moment, a literal blip in time, when a fear is extinguished. It feels like a fever breaking, and only in its absence do we realize just how heavy it weighed. It can happen with a sudden and unexpected revelation, or it can be something we've worked long and hard to overcome. I'm not talking about suppressing the fear; on the contrary, I'm talking about embracing the fear, respecting it, digesting it, letting it move through you, and ultimately giving it permission to leave (because really, what are we afraid of?). It is the mindset of separating the Self from the fear, rather than the fear being an integral part of us. There are things in life we cannot change ~ our genetics, our past... but fear? Fear is not one of them. Why do we insist on holding our fears so close to our hearts?