Yesterday was Mother’s Day. And yesterday, I decided to tell FEAR to “Piss.off.”
About a month ago, I was asked to sub for some Power Yoga classes at a wonderful yoga studio called The Den Yoga. A couple of things tripped my trigger – the teachers there are trained differently than I am trained. And, I have a problem with remembering sequences. A BIG problem. But the sub dates were about two months off, so I was like, “Cool. I can figure this out in two months.”
Commence the stress dreams and non-stop mental masturbation. Ugh.
Did I mention I forget where the hell I am in the sequences (did I do the right side? Where the hell ARE we? What was I going to do next? Blah, blah, blah…) The same thing happens when I have to take a test…I know the information. But if you ask me, my brain just LOCKS THE HELL UP. Hugely stressful for me.
So now..it’s Mother’s Day. And I’m just hanging with my family and having such a beautiful day. And my friend Ginny who manages the studio puts a call out for someone to help her the next day (today) for two of her Power Yoga classes because she’s got laryngitis.
Me: Oh please someone answer her.
Me: Come on. Someone! Anyone? Bueller?
I realized that I was avoiding offering to sub for my sweet, sick friend because I.Was.Afraid.
Of failure, of making an ass of myself, of not doing it well, of doing something outside of my comfort zone, of of of of….the list goes on and on.
I picked up my damn phone and texted, “I’LL DO IT.”
Then, I invited all of my people to please come to the class. If I was going to go down in flames, let me do it with people I love and who will be kind to me.
Fear is a sticky, tarry mess. And you can get caught in it. And if you allow it, it will keep your world small.
If you’re faced with a situation that terrifies you, consider telling Fear to “Piss Off.” Expand your edges. Lean into your discomfort.
Because what’s the worst thing that can happen??? You fail? I fail?? Maybe… But maybe not. And whatever else happens – you didn’t let fear dictate your actions.
Because that feeling?? That crazy, terrified, ‘OHMYGODWHATTHEHELLAMIDOING???!!!’
ps – I had fun. It was fun. The class members seemed happy. We laughed. We moved our bodies.