Rx: FEAR. Dosage as needed for the relief of mild humanity blindness
Today’s Unexpected Health tidbit was particularly masked from my awareness. As life seems to remind us, we often do not see the lesson until we are removed from the situation. For me, being overtaken by what felt like the onset of a panic attack clouded the unexpected health one can find in a heavy dose of…fear. This is the kind of fear that takes over your tear ducts, causing the instantaneous flood gates to open. Let’s just say I went from composed to a complete mess in approximately two minutes.
As I was walking Lucca (no longer referred to as simply, “the dog” in my stories) in the Open Space, something spooked her and she turned around and went running–full Lucca speed–toward I don’t know where. Let me start by saying that Lucca is fast…greyhound fast! And, as I already mentioned about her “luggage,” she would never, ever, go to anyone if I wasn’t around. To top it off, the streets near the Open Space are busy. The combination of her traits and the surroundings made this dog owner a little scared to say the least.
After I went sobbing to my parent’s house (hoping she had run there) and then to my house to fetch my cell phone, my roommate and I sped off down the street to find her. After about an hour from separation to searching down streets, I saw a little black, carob chip-eyebrowed, heavily panting dog running down the MIDDLE of the street. Way to make a statement, Lucca!
But the unexpected health is not another “animal as mirror” story. It really is about fear. Here is why fear is healthy: what I didn’t mention in my long, dog gone missing story, was that as soon as I showed panic, anxiety, and fear, people immediately came to my aid (except for the poor kid I yelled at when he rudely shunned my, “Have you seen a black dog running around here?” question…sorry for the name calling, buddy). In approximately one minute into me telling my lost dog story, I had four different people offer to drive around the neighborhood and look for her. Total strangers! And as soon as I told my dad and roommate what happened, they dropped what they were doing and headed toward their cars before I could even windshield wipe-away the tears that had built up on my sunglasses.
When we show fear, we show vulnerability. And being vulnerable is a healthy place to be. When we are not at our strongest moments, we allow others to help. This creates health for both receiver and giver. When we reveal paralyzing fear, we give others the opportunity to show us how much we are loved and cared for; even complete strangers want us to be happy. People feel good when they are able to help others. No matter how much we gripe and complain about being overextended in life, we, as a human race, have an innate desire–a need–to help a friend (or a stranger) when they could use a hand. We truly are never TOO busy to help…and today was not exception.
Not all fearful situations turn out as lucky as mine did, I know. But I find it remarkably fascinating that when we are at our weakest moments, possibly overtaken with fear, we can still feel healthy. We can even help others feel healthy too. And remember, if you ever get yelled at by some wild-eyed, crazy lady yelling strange things out of a car window, don’t take it personal…maybe she just lost her dog. -Until tomorrow, Jaime
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