I was thinking about the Psychology behind the fear of dying... from my "armchair," of course. Various and sundry phobias are thought to be rooted in a fear of dying, but they are often a ruse... a diversion designed to deflect attention away from the true source of fear, which is loss of control.
I know Type A people who go to great lengths to "manage" Life's variables... they over-insure and over-protect, everything from vehicle safety ratings, to vitamin addiction, to prearranged funerals. It seems like they are always swimming upstream, trying to stay one step ahead of the Boogie Man and live forever. I wish them luck, but It's hard to participate in all the fun of family and friends when one keeps adding bowling pins to their juggling routine.
Then there are the good old Type B's who just go with the flow... comfortable in any situation; "whatever." As a former Type A, I can tell you it's a lot more relaxed in B-Town. My conversion is a work in progress... two steps forward, one step back... but I like the freedom living without fear brings to the table. Pesky phobias like fear of heights and flying fell away like so much excess baggage. I enjoy standing on "the edge" now. It makes me feel alive.
What ever makes your knees wobble... you probably need to do it.
|Bobbie versus Demons on Devils Bridge|
|Lord you can take me now... but I'd just as soon stay here a little bit longer, if You don't mind :))|
|Near "the vortex," Sedona, Arizona.|
|and, back home in Colorado|
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