It’s so strange what emerges for us in the midst of life.
Sometimes we spend a tremendous amount of time “hiding”, “denying”, “covering” and “hoping” something we fear is not true, only later to learn that our fear was, in fact, not unfounded.
We may fear a spouse is having an affair and then learn it is true.
We may worry about our job in downsizing and then later lose it.
We may fear we have an addictive personality and only to hit bottom at some point and realize “Yep, that was a sure sign of addiction.”
We may fear a body health issue or injury, playing out different scenarios in our minds ad infinitum while wasting hours on internet “medical research”, only to get the diagnosis or medical report that “Yep, in fact our instincts were right.”
We may worry our family is not functioning as it should be. And there are plenty of signs that it is not.
We may fear we are not the person, spouse, employee that we present to the world and our greatest fear is being discovered that we are not.
When we deny, hide, and cover a fear that is real, we keep it (with a LOT of energy) out in the atmosphere, away from us. This is our innate response to a fear.
We build walls of denial, we push it out into the stratosphere- far, far away from where we think it can damage us.
But what happens when the fear pushes through the walls and lands from the stratosphere upon our front porch?
It takes a tremendous amount of energy to live in denial and keep our fears at bay. When they finally come home to roost, the energy of denial is transformed.
I am learning that this is the point, when it all feels as if it is crashing through the door, that we in fact gain some of our power back.
What was only a nebulous idea in our minds, suddenly has symbolic weight and matter when it lands in our living room.
And this is where our power engages (after the tears). Rather than some distant, amorphous idea of a fear, that we are trying to keep at bay with an inordinate amount of energy, we finally have something real and tangible to which to put our energy.
I am not saying it is pleasant when our fears are revealed as truths. In fact, I would not wish this on anyone. However, most of us have lived long enough to have experienced this.
When the moment of truth arrives and a fearful thought reveals its substance, we are given the opportunity to finally work on something real that can transform us.
Where we once lived in denial, we can now see what is real. It may not be pretty (most likely it will be pretty ugly), but when we get real, we get our power.