Fear! The Verdict Is In–She’s an Eagle!
The Eagle takes Flight
I ended the first blog about Fear with the question,
‘Would I be a chicken or an eagle?’
Well folks, the verdict is in.
I ended the first blog about Fear with the question,
‘Would I be a chicken or an eagle?’
Well folks, the verdict is in.
As you recall in the post entitled “Fear” I shared with you a fear of mine, the fear of heights. Although many people have phobias, a natural occurrence, fear can be crippling thereby controlling. I wanted to face this fear. I decided to face that fear by jumping out of an airplane. It’s easy to challenge yourself in your head but feeling it’s okay to back out later because no one heard you say you would do it. So I put myself and my word on the line and told you that I would go skydiving.
A very real part of my existence has been overcoming fears…
I was running, running as fast as my seven-year-old legs could carry me. My older brother and sister are running behind me yelling for me to stop. I hear them but I kept running. Running all the way around the block. Their voices fade in the distance as well as the plan we had concocted for revenge. She was after me, the neighborhood bully. I was running for my life. I ran because my siblings could not quiet the fear of another beat-down.