I think complaining is a distant cousin of uncertainty. I admittedly used to complain that with our intensely focused attention on our devices and social media, we were losing our connection to one another. The uncertainty had the ground beneath me shaking and I didn't like it. What may have began as an opportunity to connect with more people, community, knowledge and opportunity, had in my opinion, turned into digital nightmare with constant streaming, messaging, harassment and a disconnect in our natural human rhythm. The tangible connection that once pulsated through us all seemed to be slipping away.
Nothing like adding an unprecedented storm of the century (aka COVID-19) to make this mountain we were all trying to climb feel impassible. Social distancing, quarantine and economic shutdowns and the reliance on digital communication, were all conditions that none of us had prepared for, let alone wrapped our heads around. As a society, facing the uncertainty of a deadly and uncontrolled virus that spread across the world with unbelievable speed, it became nearly impossible to keep climbing. The thought of people being isolated from their family, friends, neighbors and community is simply heartbreaking. The thought of any of these people passing on from this world alone, regardless of the cause, is just too much for our souls to comprehend. I firmly believe that no one deserves to die alone.
On this journey up the mountain, we’ve seen hope, love, sadness, pain and a humbling of ourselves but we’ve also realized the demon at the door, the culprit in the corner, the bully in back of our minds that a monster does exist. This monster, that we’ve allowed to get so powerful and strong, it can and has afflicted our community with no regard or hesitation. This monster will take a life, rob us of our last breath, infect the sanctuary spaces we’ve created, destroy the lives we’ve created and bring us to our knees as we beg for mercy. This monster is FEAR.
So, how do we keep climbing when it seems utterly impossible? Stop living in FEAR. Stop breathing in FEAR. Stop being in FEAR. Sure, we all take calculated risks to function each and every day, but we don’t have to function in fear. We can climb this mountain and leave the fear behind. We, as individuals, have the free will to choose what our calculated risks will be, how we live and the freedom to decide if fear or strength is going to carry us to the top.
It’s easy to be afraid, but I think it takes a lot more effort to live in fear. For me, there is a difference. Being afraid is a natural emotion and/or response, but fear is a monster that debilitates your being, your wellness and your life. Once I figured out the difference for myself, I was able to identify that I was afraid to come out of the “woo woo” closet (my spiritual door that I kept shut from the rest of the world). To the world around me, I was simply a woman whom “had a great sixth sense” and “was so smart” and often “seemed to have an old soul” since I was “so easy to talk to” and “gave such great advice”. Behind that closed door, I was an intuitive empath with psychic mediumship abilities. But if I opened that door, then I might be called crazy, a witch, a fake, all said with such disgust and distain that it made the door feel impossible to open. This was my mountain to climb. One of many, really. So, I climbed! I stumbled and wanted to quite many times, but I knew who I was and that my abilities, gifts or whatever you wish to call them are my calling to heal, to help and to love in my community. Fear had no place in my climb, so I left it behind. The essence of being who I am, of healing and being connected to Spirit is far greater, far more expansive than the uncertainty of fear. I climbed my mountain and this was my soul’s reflection that I saw.