Fearless

I am relatively recent Facebooker, having joined back up in October I think. My first stint a few years back pissed me off and I only really went on to make my ex happy. It'll be great, you can catch up with old friends. Really, because i was hermit like before that and so hard to get a hold of? The straw that broke the proverbial camels back was a waitress at work posting every time she did something new. I went to the store today. I just fed the cat. I had a bowel movement. And then the final final straw, a very religious sort of person and she wrote, "I don't need food or water, the breath of God will sustain me" Oy vey!!! Really, then get your grubby hands out of the fry bowl for the 18th time tonight and no you can't have a caesar salad...let God feed you. I deleted my profile the next morning but not without having a little inadvertent fun. I posted a note saying I was leaving Facebook and if anyone needed or wanted to chat, they could find me easily enough. That note supposedly started a chain of reply all type messages with people wondering what was wrong....hahaha.

This time around I went on line of my own accord and specifically for family stuff. Having said that I have come to enjoy some of what I do and see on Facebook now and have become a regular shit disturber in my own way. I ignore and delete people that I don't want to hear about or espouse views that make me want to reach for Lucille...just saying. I'm much more calm these days...hahaha

Get to the point stupid! 

Yes I know I'm getting there. As you all know FB is full of positive life affirming pictures, videos, self help phrases and the like. And cats. One of the ones I have come across recently is to live life fearlessly. I like that sentiment as I'm sure many do. It feeds the hidden rebel in us all. Points us towards an ideal that we would like to live up to. Give the naysayers the finger and do your thing, be you. Or be the guy that jumps out of the plane. Or...well, anything really. At first glance, it seems pretty clear that the phrase seems to embody taking yourself out of your comfort zone. If you're comfortable on the ground, then climb that mountain and bungee jump off that bridge. Live dammit...live!!!

Taking yourself out of your comfort zone is a good thing to do. A lot. I do whenever I can and I love the learning about myself and life that happens when I do. It's a coupling of my naivete, wonder and desire to see and do as much as I can. Now, I wish I could do the big things now...move to Greece for three months, live over a bakery and assimilate into the culture...but I can't. Not yet. But I dream about it and plan for it when I can make things a reality. That's the easy stuff in my book, the low hanging fruit. 

If you've read any of my posts you do know that I have essentially not given a crap about what people have thought of me or what I do for quite a long time. Not everyone can and that trepidation is hard to overcome, we essentially live in fear of the what if. And that can't be a good thing, we are letting fear rule our lives, whether we realise it or not. Fear of failure, of ridicule, of exposure, of hurt.....of many things, prevent us from doing or feeling so many things.Read back to my Epictetus post and know that you have to come to a place in your life where you won't let fear of anything rule your life. It's hard of course but I truly believe that you miss out on too much to acquiesce to that fear.

So repeat after me:

I won't be afraid to step out that door into some new experience

I won't be afraid to fail

I won't be afraid to learn

I won't be afraid to fall in love 

I won't be afraid to be loved

Live life abundantly and fearlessly. Those are the words I want my kids to know. That and be kind.

Oh, and The Blues Brother classic - "It's 106 miles to Chicago, we got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark... and we're wearing sunglasses."

Ciao

D