Temor de FlujoPosted: January 7, 2014 Filed under: Meditation, Yoga | Tags: anxiety, blogging, compassion, cycling, exercise, family, fitness, friends, happiness, health, hope, kindness, life, love, lululemon, marathon, meditation, motivation, musings, natural, nature, Omaha, paleo, passion, perspective, pilates, running, trail running, whole foods, writing, yoga 12 Comments
Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom-
“Any” act of creative expression comes with its own unique perils and fear, I believe its safe to say fear, is the antithesis of flow, and that flow is an engaged state of mind in whatever we are doing? Flow feels entirely effortless and free.
Am I talking about yoga, brushing your teeth, trail running, cycling or mixing the perfect cocktail?
Like you, I have rather nifty collection of fear, fear that hinders my flow in life. Let me know if any of these resonate within you?
The fear that I am lacking talent or a particular set of skills (name the movie and you win a prize). The fear that, if anyone notices me (as a dude practicing yoga) they will think less of me. The fear of appearing foolish cycling about the countryside. The fear of not being able to finish a century. The fear that I’ve wasted my time writing this blog. The fear of offending a reader – you. A fear of leaping into the unknown, jumping in over my head … The fear that I’ll run out of fresh – insightful ideas.
If “whatever” you are doing today feels dreadful and tedious? Maybe you and I are doing something wrong. Maybe we need to try again, in a different way … Am I still talking about yoga, brushing our teeth, trail running, cycling or mixing the perfect cocktail?
Fear feels like a constant passenger in my soul, one that mocks me when I look in a mirror, that harangues me when I am tired at the beginning of *any* activity (swimming, cycling, running, paddling, portaging, whatever, until I get over the hump and hit my groove), that teases me about my clothing choices–although non-skinny women look good in very few things, and that incites me to sadness upon unfinished goals due to injuries.
Yes. I know fear. Too well. I just cannot seem to banish fear yet, and I’m not sure that a little of fear is a good thing. Too much is definitely debilitating.
I’m going to be talking a lot about fear, I feel we can learn so much about our true selves … Anyways, we need to meet up for a cup of tea 😉
I hope you have a beautiful and inspiring morning, take care!
Only jumping into the unknown – that kind of whatever…
But you were talking about mixing a perfect cocktail… what else could it be?? 😉
Is this thing called “life” not much unlike mixing the perfect cocktail … Interesting talking point 🙂
Analogy is one of my favourites. I’m staring at a boiled egg and I see a person who is fragile on the inside, but shows an armour on the outside. Maybe because of self-consciousness, shyness, and for most, fear.
And all it takes is that tap, however soft, and the wall cracks to expose the person’s tenderness…
But cocktails are more fun! And life is a Pina Colada, a Culto A La Vida, a Margarita, a Mudslide, or perhaps an *rg*sm – that most probably enjoy… xp
Choosing can be an ordeal. Sometimes it is also best to sit back and wait what will be served… Life is a surprise! =)
I love this blog. You know me and the fitness drill I put myself through yet there is always that underlying fear of what if… 🙂
What I truly love about your passion and drive – Is that you listen to and address “fear” with an open heart. I know maybe a handful of people that do the same, and you know what? You are such an inspiration!
I miss you!
Fear…the great enemy of freedom to be who we are. Lovely photo. No fear there.
I’ll let my son know that you enjoyed the picture he picked out. 🙂
Thank you for stopping over, be inspired this morning!
Great post. I think we all have fear of not being good enough. Really we are all good enough. We just need to convince ourselves. Lovely words and thoughts.★★★★★
I’m going to be talking a bunch about fear – hold on!