A few years back, “No Fear” decals graced many pickup truck back windows in this area. I imagined it meant “Know Fear” rather than the lack of it. I tried to write a song about not spending enough money on fear because we are constantly spending money on fear. Ebola is just the latest big fear product, pushing ISIS aside for a moment. Fear of the Other, the different, the gripping imagination of what could happen IF….
Fear of “passing on” is like fear of passing gas, everyone does it, but you don’t want it to happen to you. Death comes to us all, and how it happens is individual, but if you escape death in one instance, you may experience a rush of endorphins, or monumental relief. I think that rush gives some a sense that they are beyond that fear.
The things that make us afraid are interesting to me. In America, the fear of Ebola is greater than the actuality of getting it, right now. You have a better chance of getting killed driving or getting influenza.
During one of the attempts to write my song, I sat with a few other people and we were voicing al sorts of things we do based somewhat on fear. Fear of looking old, not having enough money, not being liked by the “right”people, sharks, snakes, and the phobias that get their own special name. Mnay are afraid of being alone with your thoughts, or the fear of silence. The fear of not being in touch with your group is interesting to watch, as four people sit at a table in a coffee shop and they all pull out their electronic machines.
Pema Chadron asks that we embrace our fear as a spiritual exercise, examining our relationship to fear and suffering, and facing our fears. “Fear is the mind killer.”, I thnk that was how Frank Herbert described it in Dune. In modern media, fear sells.