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Fear Brain / Flower Brain

I was raised on fear: fear of falling, fear of drowning, fear of being snatched by a stranger luring me with candy. Fear of my father’s anger, fear of my mother’s rejection, fear of failing in school, fear of humiliation from classmates. Fear, fear, fear. Fear of being me–if I’m me, I won’t be loved; if I’m who my parents and society want me to be, I’ll be loved. Sound familiar?

Don’t get me wrong. I felt much joy growing up. I had fun playing sports and games with friends. I often felt happy as a child at home with my family. I loved exploring the beach summers and playing in the waves, fishing with my father, and dragnetting for bait. I loved my neighborhood and nearby Central Park.  I loved my bicycle, my toys, my bedroom. Life was full, but mostly, I recall the fear. Why does fear overshadow everything?

My mother’s hands were filled with fear as she cared for me as a sick baby and almost lost me to pyloric stenosis. I know she was also terrified as she cared for me post-operatively, for she had received this warning from the surgeon: if she cries, she dies. My mother’s eyes were orbs of fright, much of it from her own background, growing up with an abusive father who beat her. Fear raised me, trained me somatically. My body is a fear body, my brain a fear brain.

am changing;  it’s a process. Now I’m coping with a “slight concussion,” as my doctor calls it, from a fall ice-skating. Fears abound, for it’s taking me a while to recover. Right now, I’m in a bit of a fog and a high pitch sound has moved into my brain for the past few days. Fear, however, does not heal. In my meditation today, a beautiful image appeared: a plethora of white, purple, and red rose buds leaning toward me as if reaching over a fence. They had yet to bloom but were oh so ready. How happy I felt seeing those beautiful bulbs of colored light!  So here’s my strategy for today: Picture these rosebuds as much as possible. Trust they will open and that healing will bloom. Allow joy and hope to trump fear. Become a flower brain.

0 Responses to Fear Brain / Flower Brain

  1. Thanks Wendy for opening this page of your story with us. Is it any wonder it takes us most of our life to understand, come to terms with and then embrace who we are, inside and out? So glad you sense your growing healing and freedom. My best wishes and prayers are with you, also for a full recovery from that recent mishap.

  2. Thanks Wendy for opening this page of your story with us. Is it any wonder it takes us most of our life to understand, come to terms with and then embrace who we are, inside and out? So glad you sense your growing healing and freedom. My best wishes and prayers are with you, also for a full recovery from that recent mishap.

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