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You could say that I worked every minute of my life, or you could say with equal precision that I never worked a day. I have always subscribed to the expression, "Thank God it's Friday," because to me Friday means I can work the next two days without interruption.

John Hope Franklin, historian

 

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What's Holding Me Back?

March 17, 2004

On a warm, still, summer evening last week, I was working happily in my garden, accompanied by laughing kids and singing birds. All seemed well with the world. Had I kept digging - on and on, right through the center of the earth and out the other side - I would have emerged in Spain, not far south of Madrid. And in Madrid, at that very moment, bombs were exploding, murdering two hundred good folk along with their dreams. 

Once again, we are reminded of how fragile, fickle, precious, our existence is. A tragedy like this prompts a new resolve in us to stop procrastinating and push ahead with the things that matter most to us.

 

Yet we don't, do we? Something holds us back. What is it?

 

Over the course of my life, I've often struggled to understand my lack of progress on things that are important to me. More often than not, the answer I've come up with has been fear of failure: I'm not up to it. I'm not good enough. I couldn't do it.

 

But is fear of failure really the biggest barrier? Marianne Williamson doesn't think so. She wrote in A Return to Love (these words are often wrongly attributed to Nelson Mandela's 1994 inauguration speech):

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us.

In similar vein, psychologist Abraham Maslow wrote in 1967:

We fear our highest possibility (as well as our lowest ones). We are generally afraid to become that which we can glimpse in our most perfect moments.

These two quotes intrigue me. I would love to know what you make of them. Do you agree with them? Do they accord with your experience?

Please email me with your comments. Your feedback will help with the next issue of BEYOND THE GRAVY, in which I want to discuss further this thorny issue of resistance.

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