Scared $#!+less…Occam’s Razor…

I’m trying hard to figure out how to land this plane. The list of phobias we could talk about is literally pages and pages long. We haven’t even talked about anuptaphobia (the fear of staying single) or neophobia (the fear of new things). We’ve only grazed the surface of the idea of autophobia (the fear of being alone) and haven’t even breeched dysmorphophobia (the fear of a real or imaginary body defect).

Then there are issues that I may bring up in our next post that don’t have clinical names but are legitimate, life affecting, freedom threatening fears.

Occam’s Razor is a scientific theory that says: “when in doubt, the simplest possible explanation is usually the right one.” My conclusion is that our culture and generation is quite:

Panphobic

fear of everything

It just seems to be true. Fears are at the fabric of our curse. It started with Adam but the end is still a toss up. One good courageous move is a beautiful, yet short-lived celebration. For fears come up again and again and require bravery to deeper and deeper levels. Not to be fatalistic, but they’re the battle we’re here to fight.

But one issue that we haven’t addressed comes on the heels of this rather sobering declaration. It comes down to this: do we live in fear because we don’t know any better or could we, in fact, have:

Eleutherophobia

fear of freedom

If we use our standard description, eleutherophobia is a biological, reflexive response to the idea of living outside our prison cells. It’s different than agoraphobia (fear of leaving a safe place) because it’s not just danger we may face, but responsibility.

We don’t know what to do with this freedom. We’re so terrified of failing (atychiphobia), or having to make decisions (decidophobia), that we CHOOSE BONDAGE.

How is this possible?! How do we accept that this is our life and that this is God’s intended expression for our destiny?

Is this nothing more than being so wrapped up in the “what if” on the other side of the curtain that we wallow in our dank cell? Even if our worst realities were the reality of “the other side”… do you want to go out a fighter or a prisoner?

You only get one shot at this life. Is this how you want it to play out?

I want to share some paths to freedom in our last post in this series, so stay tuned.

Here’s your vocabulary word of the day:

Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobiafear of long words

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Scared $#!+less (part 2)

You know the ABC’s of CPR? Airway Breathing Circulation

You know the directions to give? “Go call 911 tell them we have a ___ who is ___ and THEN COME BACK.”

With all of the training I’ve received from the countless CPR/FA training’s I’ve been through there are only two things that actually freak me out. I’m pretty good in a crisis but if I encountered these two things I seriously don’t know what I’d do. Those two things are: amputations and infant CPR.

I don’t know why these are my triggers (fear’s like that isn’t it…a little irrational). I mean, burns, broken limbs with exposed bone, arteries bursting…there may be (in your opinion) way more terrifying medical emergencies you could imagine. But those two are mine.

What this tells me is that crisis isn’t actually that big a deal for me. In fact, it’s always the anticipation that robs me of sleep, that gets me to mentally rehearse worst case scenarios, and that triggers me to add things frantically to my “To Do List” at odd times. But once it’s here, it’s easier to face somehow.

One of the biggest concerns I have about our generation comes from an observation I’ve made over the last ten years. Little did I know that it actually has a name:

Decidophobia

“fear of making decisions”

Really?! There’s actually a clinical name for the epidemic plaguing our generation!? When I saw this I laughed and shuddered simultaneously (it would have been amusing to observe I assure you).

A few years ago some friends and I went on a Caribbean cruise. It was a blast and we used our lead up time before our departure to delegate out some tasks (navigation, packing special treats, learning the map of the ship, signing us up for meals etc.). It helped spread out the responsibility and made things easier but when all was said and done, it was I who volunteered to take on the task no one wanted: decision maker.

As amusing as it sounds, it actually made the entire trip smoother. Laura had the job of collecting everybody’s preferences and then getting them to me so I could make the decision of what the day’s activities would include, what time we’d meet for lunch, if we’d play shuffleboard or hit the pool, etc.

It’s not that I like making decisions but sometimes they’re unavoidable and the alternative of doing nothing is just as distasteful.

In all seriousness though, it’s disturbing. Look at this:

Teleophobia Gamophobia

“fear of definite plans” “fear of commitment”

There is a physiological response that our bodies, minds and emotions have when confronted with fear. These particular labels, however, describe stimuli that confront us with what we perceive to be a cage.

I talked with someone a few months ago about our generation’s obsession with “the backspace key.” It’s actually anxiety producing for us to consider putting ourselves in a place without escape (Claustrophobia). We’re so afraid not of the good selection we might have made or the positive place we may have ended up, but the sole reality that: there’s no way out.

These kinds of fears paralyze us. We miss opportunities and we actually convince ourselves that they are opportunities worth missing because the associated panic with having no perceived escape is worth avoiding. Do you hear this?! Good things missed because we’re unwilling to place ourselves in a potential place of regret.

That’s the real issue isn’t it? We’re afraid we’ll get something we don’t like. We’re afraid we’ll end up somewhere having rued our decision (ever ordered something at a restaurant that sounded good but was decidedly not?)

Some of you may need freedom from these fears.

Some of you aren’t realizing your destinies because you are entertaining these fears.

Some of you are stuck and THIS IS WHY!

Friends it’s time to get some freedom. YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO CHOOSE! And you know what? You also don’t have to live with cherophobia (the fear of being happy). Don’t live in bondage.

Live free and make a decision for goodness sake.

As we go through this series, if something strikes a chord with you and you want help overcoming a fear in your life, leave me a comment and I’ll send you a declaration and prayer to help you dominate the fear in your life rather than be held prisoner by it.

Your vocabulary word for today is:

Omphalophobia – the fear of bellybuttons