A couple of days ago I was sitting around catching up with a group of friends, and someone began to get real about fear. She had been experiencing some abnormal health symptoms, had gone for tests, and now had an upcoming doctors appointment looming over her head. She summarized her fears about hearing her results quite simply, “I just wish I knew whether it was good or bad.”
Almost immediately, another friend nodded her head in agreement and said, “That’s the hardest part though – the unknown.”
Everyone in the circle nodded in agreement.
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How many variations of that statement have you heard or you yourself uttered throughout the week?
“I was so uncomfortable.”
It’s the primary reason we associate long international flights with a deep sense of dread and disdain. It’s the reason we write off a potential relationship after one semi-awkward first date. It’s our excuse for backing out of a new job opportunity almost as quickly as we entered into it. It’s why we stare unwaveringly at our phones while trapped in crowded public elevators or waiting rooms, desperately avoiding potential eye contact with strangers.
We are driven by an innate desire for comfort.
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I hate fear.
What is it? That thing you dread? Ugh, I hate even the word dread. The idea that there is something coming that I cannot comprehend fully, predict remotely, or control entirely. The idea of the unknown. I think we shudder at the concept that perhaps the unknown will not turn out as we hope (which, humorously enough, it usually doesn’t). Yet despite all this, the unknown tends to also be the space in our life that creates the highly necessary room for adventure, laughter, romance, discovery.. the unknown.
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