The problem with fear is realizing when it is healthy and when it is not. Sure if a person tries something in which failure could result in someone's death or injury, then fear is absolutely a good thing.
But for many the fear of failure comes from worry about what others may think of us. How inhibiting! I wonder how often Thomas Edison got, "Oh yeah, poor Edison. He's on a wild goose chase to harness electricity into light. You know he's crackpot, don't you?" The world would be a far less rich place without such people who take risks.
Of course, it's easy for a person to say, "but I'm no Edison." True. Most of us are not ever going to be a great inventor. But I must ask, how much more rich my life and your life would be if we pushed the envelope just a bit.
I intend to give it my best shot.
I will try new things, not allowing my underlying reality map to cripple me. Perhaps I will discover that reality map needs to modified after encountering new experiences and information. After all, the initial reality map was formed out of information. Why do we hold onto them so dearly, afraid to alter them in the face of new information?
I will not shrink in horror, afraid of appearing stupid, when I come across subjects which show my ignorance; instead I will learn about said subject.
And I sure as hell will not allow what others think to slow me down ~ unless they are threatening to kill me.
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But for many the fear of failure comes from worry about what others may think of us. How inhibiting! I wonder how often Thomas Edison got, "Oh yeah, poor Edison. He's on a wild goose chase to harness electricity into light. You know he's crackpot, don't you?" The world would be a far less rich place without such people who take risks.
Of course, it's easy for a person to say, "but I'm no Edison." True. Most of us are not ever going to be a great inventor. But I must ask, how much more rich my life and your life would be if we pushed the envelope just a bit.
I intend to give it my best shot.
I will try new things, not allowing my underlying reality map to cripple me. Perhaps I will discover that reality map needs to modified after encountering new experiences and information. After all, the initial reality map was formed out of information. Why do we hold onto them so dearly, afraid to alter them in the face of new information?
I will not shrink in horror, afraid of appearing stupid, when I come across subjects which show my ignorance; instead I will learn about said subject.
And I sure as hell will not allow what others think to slow me down ~ unless they are threatening to kill me.