“Fear compass.” I heard this term on NPR this morning and it reverberated through my whole being like a tuning fork.
It got me thinking not only about fear as a compass, but any strong emotion. They all reveal something.
Envy reveals what I desire for myself.
Anger reveals where a boundary has been breached.
Fear reveals what is important to me.
Liz Gilbert’s suggestion to live life with curiosity rather than fear also resonates with me. Wonder becomes a door into and through fear.
I wonder if this agent is a good fit for my novel, instead of only focusing on if they will like it.
I wonder what happens in this next scene, instead of being paralyzed into writing nothing because I have no idea.
I wonder if I could be a yoga teacher, instead of letting anxiety about my looming empty nest crush me.
Wondering if I could combine writing with yoga led me to find my authentic voice and create a sacred space for students to find theirs.
So, it seems that fear points me in the direction of curiosity, leading me to live a creative life in awe of the wonder around and within me.
Where does fear point you?