Fear scares the shit out of me.
I’ve spent nights sweating, days frozen. I’ve woken up, unable to see, unable to be, not knowing what I wanted to do, and afraid to find out. I’ve popped on the TV, slopped on the couch, being stuck in second gear for days, weeks, and months on end, all because I was more scared to find out I wasn’t what I wanted to be, than to simply get out of my bed, get out of my head, and become that thing itself.
Fear is a dark and menacing thing. It lurks in the shadows of our minds. Always hard to find, always waiting in the wings, never quite gone, never quite there.
But I’ll take it over security, any day.
Security is worse.
Fear accompanies all great things. It’s there in progress, change, and growth. It’s there when you shed your own skin. It’s there when you let yourself to become more.
You don’t own fear by forgetting it. Security is not fear vanquished. Security is settling for less.
Let fear be your guide. You fear when you care. You fear when you want. Really want.
Fear doesn’t tell you what to run from. Fear tells you what to run to. There is no fear that accompanies the unimportant. It is the most clear and vital indicator that something actually matters.
When you create, you have a choice. You can live on borrowed lives using the images and voices of others. Or you can live your own life, speak in your own way, and know your own path.
And it may be true that when you follow, you’ll never have to take the hits, many will appreciate you, no one will question you, and you’ll keep fear at bay. But you set your sights on a path forged by others, dedicated to a vision that wasn’t yours, placing your own dreams ever an arm’s length away.
When you live in the first person, you’ll experience fear and hesitation and that feeling in the pit of your stomach that you will not measure up. But for that, you will rip through the barriers that separate you from your future self. The one who exists on the other side, who has done what you wanted, knows what you wanted, and experienced what you wanted.
You will recover your dreams, you will recover yourself, you’ll take the hits, but as Sinatra said, you’ll know you did it your way.
So if you look at your own work, and you’re afraid to show it. If you look at your own self, and you’ve kept it walled off, don’t hold it back, don’t keep it safe. Don’t let it wither without seeing the light of day. Let it into the wild, and see what takes place. Your life is waiting.
Because the question is not whether fear is too high a price to pay. The question is whether fear is too much to give up.
Danette says
This resonated with my so strongly that I felt a jolt while reading it (not a jolt of fear however).
I am a photographer. I’m good. I know I’m good? I have spent years honing my skill and yet with each and every shoot I hear that dreaded voice in my head, “You’re not good enough. This will be the shoot where you totally and completely blow it.” It hasn’t happened yet but because the law of probability says that it will happen, I feel that my turn is coming closer with each session. I have become so filled with this fear that photography has lost some of it’s joy and I find myself avoiding bookings. I don’t advertise and inside myself I keep thinking that the bookings will stop. They don’t. They keep coming and multiplying and I am busier than ever. Thus, my fear is also flourishing.
Thank you for your insight I will be digesting this for many days to come.
Spencer Lum says
Thanks for sharing on such a personal topic, Danette. I really appreciate that. I’m always fighting the fight. I go through something similar. I’m so sure failure will come. Then it turns out fine, and I wonder why I didn’t push harder and go further. Even when things haven’t been perfect, I’ve survived. It was never as bad as I thought. The fear is always there, but for me, the only thing that has helped has been to turn into it and to try not to let it stop me.
Dennis Stanley says
Hi Spencer,
I was looking thru your blog researching “call to actions” for a marketing campaign I’m about to launch, but came across this post. Honestly, I wasn’t looking, but it’s like this post was written for me. I just wanted say thanks for the wise words and powerful visualisation that you’ve provided me, in pushing harder for that “future me” ….