I turned 50 recently, and with that, thinking about what I miss out on because I’m afraid.
- Afraid of what people may think
- Afraid it will be too difficult
- Afraid of being uncomfortable
I’ve seen 2 rabbits in less than 24 hours. One last night in a yard as I was riding my bike (facing a fear) and one this morning while driving to work. The one this morning was laying in the grass easement next to a busy divided highway.
A quick search on the metaphysical meaning of Rabbit mentioned facing & flushing out fear. Wow… that’s exactly what I’ve been contemplating lately.
I had taken some Soulodge courses with Pixie Lighthorse 6 years ago or so, and I’m certain Rabbit was one of them. I’m sure I have the lessons saved on my external hard drive at home.
This past weekend, I put my fear aside. I went alone to a knitting group for the 1st time. I wasn’t sure what to expect. I figured if worse came to worst, I can sit in a corner and focus on my knitting. I really had a great time. It was a small group and everyone was friendly. I managed to get a good chunk done on a sock (now finished). I’m planning on what I want to start for the meeting next month.
Then in the afternoon, I went to a writing group. I know I’m a sporadic blogger and would like to change that. This group was very inspirational and I had a lot of ideas brewing for upcoming topics. Maybe I’ll adventure more and try my hand at poetry.
In the evening – still the same day – I went to a wine tasting for cyclists. I’m not actually a cyclist, but I do plan on getting there. The women I met were very encouraging, which instigated my 1st ride last evening, where I saw Rabbit. Facing my fears after stories of falls and crashes.
Everything comes back full circle.