Chris sent this to me today in regards to my admittance that I am afraid of falling through things. It’s a lot different than being afraid of heights or afraid of falling. It’s also really one of the only fears I have. I can’t stand climbing ladders, stairs that have no backing, and walking across grates. My friends had a field day at Hanny’s forcing me onto the elevator shaft that really had a concave mirror but gave the illusion that you were walking on plexiglass and could see below.
Today, I was afraid of hopping on rubber bands to do pull ups. Had my arms been strong enough, I would’ve been eager at the chance to do them without rubber bands. Alas, I don’t quite think they are there yet though, and I found myself using the rings. Still a good workout, but I have to admit I feel like a dork saying that I’m scared of falling through things.
Anyway, the Litany Against Fear (From Frank Herbert’s Dune Book Series):
I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.
