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Hello everyone and welcome to this Tale Weaver,
First off, I’m sorry I haven’t had the chance to read your stories and comment from last week yet; it’s been a bit of a hectic week and to top it of, my son broke his wrist on Monday. He’s alright but well a bit of a scary fall and a grand total of 10 hours at the ER over the course of two days since the first cast was too tight and had to be sawed and remade.
When he fell, I had the unsettling feeling of things happening at once in slow motion and so fast that I didn’t have time to catch him as he fell. And he plunged head first so I honestly thought he was going to break his neck. I keep seeing him fall in my dreams (nightmares rather) even though he’s ok and already running all over the place despite the cast. It made me realise that my understanding of “fear” has changed since my kids were born. I’m not really afraid for myself anymore but I’m terrified of things that ‘could’ happen to either of them. Or if something were to happen to me, what would become of them? Funny thing…
Everyone’s understanding and experience of fear is different; I remember my theatre teacher in Montreal sharing a story. He was doing an exercice on fear and one student was completely unaffected and unable to ‘act’ or experience fear based on the examples he was giving. Ultimately, the student shared they had come to Canada from Rwanda after living through the genocide in the mid 90s and that nothing really scared him after seeing his community massacred in front of his eyes. And to think the exercise of imaginary walls shrinking around me made me panic at the time… That makes one pause.
So today I’d like you to share a story of fear. Because whether we like it or not, we all have them. They sometimes shape us as much as our successes and failures, our relationships or our education… So what place does fear have in your life? Is there one specific fear you have conquered? Or one you just can’t confront? I’ve tried numerous times to confront my terror of heights; but every time I lose.
Happy writings (I know it sounds contradictory to the theme today LOL)