. . . Sort of. . . .
It was an interesting afternoon today. Friends and I, fellow Xyngular independent distributors, set out to break the confines of our comfort zone. It was actually an interesting thing. Across the US and Puerto Rico today, during the same three hours, distributors went into malls, stores, strip malls, etc. to tell people about what we have found in Xyngular, to introduce them, to educate them a little bit.
This is a frightening thing. Going up to perfect strangers and asking to tell them about something wonderful. Now just reading that, it does not sound daunting. I mean, who wouldn't want to hear about something wonderful, even if it were from perfect strangers. It was frightening, though. As my friends and I discussed it over lunch, each of us, at one time or another, expressed that we were fearful or anxious about our day's plan. This started me thinking. (Oh no, right? All of this is absolutely wrapped up in the dreams post from last night.) I started wondering about fear. How is it that we acquire our fears? Where in the evolution of the human experience, mind, spirit did fear grab such a hold of us? I'm not talking fight or flight kind of fear. I'm talking fear of failure. Fear of looking silly. Fear of what Sally-Bobby-Billy-Sue will think of us.
"Fear is static that keeps me from hearing myself."
--Samuel Butler
Do you know how much static that is fear fills my head every day? A LOT! Better yet, do you know how much of your head is filled with that static? We've all heard static from radios before. Every now and then it seems as if a station is coming in clearly. I can even make out a couple of words, and I think it will make sense. And then I lose it again. And it is unintelligible again. And that's how it is with fear. It kind of bubbles around in my head. And when I think I can understand and name it, it goes out of focus again and eludes me.
A certain amount of fear if helpful, and keeps us safe. But if we aren't careful, if I'm not careful, fear can cause paralysis, resulting in inaction. So how do we conquer these fears? I don't have the answer. I'm really asking here.
Part of our exercise today to was about stepping out of our comfort zone and facing those fears. It can be quite a rush to do this. It was. As I talked to people in the food court of the mall, telling them briefly about my success, what Xyngular has done for me, what it can do for them, I grew bolder and bolder with each smile from a stranger, each nod, each expression of gratitude. Now, I did not run into anyone that said no, or did not want to hear. I did have to hear from an irate woman in the parking lot about an $1800 paint and how important that was to her. And I faced her and smiled and thanked her. (Then I kind of threw up in my mouth a little, hahaha.) I hate it when people, even strangers, are angry at me.
I am proud of our little group four today. We did fight our fears. Do some still exist surrounding this venue? Heck yeah. But if we keep fighting the static, or better yet focus on and tune in to that static to truly understand it, the fears that are irrational, or the ones that are not serving a purpose to help us survive will eventually silenced.
So I don't have any answers. Only experiences and thoughts, and the hope that maybe we can understand that we're not alone in all of this.
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