Whenever I feel afraid, I hold my head erect and whistle a happy tune so no one will suspect; I’m afraid. The result of this deception is very strange to tell, for when I fool the people, I fool myself as well. ~ Snow White (Disney)
It is true, I am afraid but I am going to embrace my fear and do it anyway. I am getting in my wonderful car, and driving 6 hours by myself across the state, to take a certification program in Ethics and Boundaries. I have no fear about the class, well almost no fear, and it is being taught by a peer who I have the greatest respect for and admiration. It is the driving part which makes me afraid.
I have done this drive 2 other times by myself and as soon as I get past the huge aggressive cities and over the mountain pass, I just enjoy the experience to the max. Navigating the city I am going to is not a joyride either as I will have to find my way around the unknown.
My fear comes because with this torn ligament I am not able to freely turn my body to the left without a great deal of pain. Merging onto the freeway is a left sided proposition and between here and the eastside there is a minimum of 5 left mergers. Also when driving on the freeway, I am overwhelmed by how many thousands of cars are on the road – where did all these people come from? I have no problem believing the insurance stats that only 1 out of every 4 drivers on the road is competent.
I could fly, but I am part of the shuttle service from the Conference center to the classroom, I am having a birthday dinner with several college students in town, and I will be transporting my partner’s bike and gear for his desert ride of 90 miles on Saturday. We will drive back together and pick up child #2 at the big city airport and give her a few days rest at home before summer work begins in Alaska. Whew!
Here’s my other fear. I need the boundaries part of this ethics class and I am concerned I will not be able to succeed at redeveloping my public boundaries. I absorb others emotions right into my body as though I were a sponge. In 15 years of being out of the public domain, I am quickly right with you feeling all of your pain and joy in a flash. Consequently, I then hold on to those emotions. I am concerned that this class I am taking will not be deep enough to assist me in re-establishing my own boundaries.
The 500 people attending a fundraiser this weekend were a practice session in perfume navigation and emotional overloading. It was a very happy event so I was lucky and exhausted by the time I got home.
The act of confession reclaims our spirits from the consequences of our choices. As we learn more about our energy natures, we realize how much our spirits remain attached to negative events and thoughts, past and present. Confession is much more that the public acknowledgment of a wrongdoing. In energy terms it is the acknowledgement that we have become conscious of – and therefore empowered over – a fear that had previously commanded our spirits. Symbolically, confession liberates our spirits from past fears and negative thought patterns. Remaining attached to negative events and beliefs is toxic to our minds, spirits, cell tissues, and lives. ~ Caroline Myss, Anatomy of the Spirit
So there! I got my confessions out in the open, and hopefully this will assist me in overcoming and moving forward. I’ll let you know.
Anything you would like to confess? I surely wish we had better train service and lite rail available? How about you? Do you use audio books on long drives?
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