Mountains
“Want to move a mountain? Befriend it. Call me, The Universe”
This is what fear does to your mind. It makes it look like a mountain, something unmovable. I know that my mom told me more than once to stop making a mountain out of a molehill.
I remember years ago we had these friends, Jimmy and Cheryl. They had a little boy and I think that he was around 1st grade age at the time. Cheryl was one of those people who couldn’t tell a story without recreating each and every moment of the story. Very, very dramatic (did I say she was dramatic?). One evening they came over to our house and Cheryl was hysterical. Their son had fallen down or something and cut himself on the leg. They wanted my mom to go with them to the hospital. They were sure it would need stitches and who knows what else. Cheryl already had the doctor removing his leg, or him dying from the blood loss. My mom calmed them down enough to let her take a look. Cheryl said to be very careful removing the towel they had wrapped around it as it would cause the blood to come gushing out – there was so much blood! When my mom was finally able to unwind it, there was a teeny tiny scrape that had 1 drop of blood on the towel.
That is exactly what fear does to us. It takes a small insignificant thing and our mind exaggerates it to such an extent that we are paralyzed with what might happen. We might die; no one will ever talk to us again; everyone will laugh at us; we won’t be able to show our face anywhere again; everyone will hates us; and so on. Such drama and carrying on, our mind will create a multitude of illusions that will carry us off in a tizzy if we let it. Yet in reality, it is just like the scrape on that little boys leg – a drop of blood and then everyone laughs and forgets about it. Even if you are really embarrassed, it becomes one of your favorite stories to tell among good friends – the remember when you did this thing …., and then that happened? We all laugh together as each person dredges up an old story about themselves.
I am still listening to the voices in my head telling more that I need to do one more thing before I make my list. Each day is passing and I am finding a new excuse. Tuesday I fractured my tooth, and was in major toothache pain yesterday, and today I went to the dentist. So now the list has moved to tomorrow. The list is the mountain, because once it is done, I will be one step closer to asking for the scholarships. I know I am making a mountain out of a molehill (the LIST) – it is the mountain behind the molehill that really has me procrastinating. Once the list is done, the coaching starts and I will be accountable. Someone please talk me off, or better yet kick me off the ledge. How do you make friends with your fears? What are you procrastinating about?
