Today I got into “the zone” fairly readily, but about 30 minutes in, a sound which resembled an outboard motor interrupted my reverie. When it began, I repeated to myself like a mantra: Mind over matter, mind over matter. But matter won and mind lost.
Although I emerged earlier than I’d expected, the voice did speak to me and I did have some revelations:
Fear binds you and prevents you from evolving into the person you were meant to be. It eclipses the spark within you. Fear will deceive you; it will pretend to be your friend because it loves company.
The only way to deal with fear is to bring it from out of hiding and into the light. Acknowledge the fear, look it in the eye and then move past it. Leave it far, far behind and ignore its whimpers.
I asked, Where did my fears come from?
I heard, Some are a legacy from your family, such as your fear of grasshoppers. Some are societal fears. Others are a primal part of the human experience; they originate from the amygdala, the lizard brain. These are the most subversive since they operate at the deepest, most unconscious layers of your being and are the hardest to recognize. Among them is your fear of appearing foolish in front of others…your lizard brain is responsible since in prehistoric times, acting odd in front of others meant they would cast you from the group and throw you out to survive on your own. This would most likely lead to starvation or death from predators without the tribe to protect you.
I asked, Aren’t some fears legitimate?
I heard, Yes, learn to recognize which fears are warning you of real dangers and which are your false friends.
[…rumble rumble rumble rumble rumble…]
At this point, the sound became too persistent to ignore. The culprit turned out to be a faulty fan which thrummed against the tank. Afterwards I said something to the manager and in the end, I wasn’t charged for the session.