No Regrets

Fear has been part of my DNA as long as can remember.  I think this is because my parents loved me so much and had trouble conceiving me.  Once I arrived to parents with a low sperm count and a tilted uterus that required my mother to spend the last four months of my conception in bed, they did everything to ensure I would be SAFE in life.  This included being sure to not climb high places, swim in water over my head, talk to strangers, ride a bike without training wheels until I was 10 and generally grow up afraid of everything!  Of course I did try my hand at a few stunts that I saw other brave souls doing, but invariably I paid the price of skinned up  and band-aided knees  which seemed to reinforce the message that life was dangerous for Me. Continue reading ‘Letting go and Grabbing On.’