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“African women in general need to know that it’s OK for them to be the way they are – to see the way they are as a strength, and to be liberated from fear and from silence.” – Prof. Wangari Maathai


The Many Faces of Fear

Fear has many faces.  It can be rational or totally irrational.  It can be fear of the known like cats, bees, people, etc or it can be fear of the unknown like death.  Sometimes fear is just a temporary feeling and at other times, it can be debilitating and can stop you from truly living your life as you ought to.

For more on the science behind the reaction of fear, please visit: http://science.howstuffworks.com/life/fear.htm

I have long been a silent sufferer of fear (of failure) and it’s only of late that I am learning to let go and taking ‘baby steps’ into freedom.  The problem is, sometimes fear comes in such subtle ways that we fail to recognize it as such.  For example, I have always attributed my reluctance to try out new things to my character, that of being a thoughtful and thorough person. In fact, my sister likes to call me ‘Ms. Perfect’ though of course she says it when she is annoyed with me and not in the best of tones.

The following sites make a good read on how to start handling your fear(s):

A bad experience (the subject of another day) recently served as a wake up call and helped me realize that I had a problem which I needed to deal with.  Whereas I am still in the early days, just realizing that I have a problem seems to me like a step in the right direction and I am going at it with everything I’ve got.

Have you ever suffered from any form of fear?  If so, I would really like to hear about it and how you managed to overcome.  Please feel free to leave your comment below.


She was eight months and still curled her feet inwards every time I tried to make her stand. A plethora of emotions engulfed me as I tried one more time to make her stand up on my lap. As I held her tiny hands and looked at her beautiful face, I could feel the tears burning at the corner of my eyes.  ‘You have to be stronger than this’, I silently admonished myself as I laid her back down on my lap.  Her innocent smile told me that she was more comfortable lying down than being forced to stand up which she obviously did not want to do.

Though I was not a first time mother, I felt inept at handling the situation.  My first born had spared me to a large extent from the normal worries a mother goes through with a newborn.  She had always been favored with great health – never having contracted even a cold – and an intelligence beyond her age.  In fact, all she had ever appeared to need was to be fed after which she always seemed content to be left alone.  My second born, on the other hand, was a parallel experience.

About three months earlier, I had started working for a company that offered therapeutic massage services for free as a way of demonstrating its products’ efficacy with the ultimate aim of making sales.  As a rule, I had to learn about the principles behind the product that included massage, moxibustion, far infrared heat, etc.  It was from this premise  that I thought of putting to practice what I had learnt about massage and its benefits.  I would make her lie down on her tummy and gently massage her back, concentrating on her lower back after every bath.  In no time, she started straightening out her legs though at first, they were weak and would not hold her up and in under two months, she could stand by herself.

To learn more about the benefits of massage, visit: http://escapenycmassage.com/242-2/

My daughter turned five years this past June and has the most beautiful, strong legs ever.  As a mother,  seeing her always fills me with joy but every time I remember the early days, I am filled with gratitude.  Her story could have unfolded in a million ways and I am sure I would have loved her no matter.  Still, the fact that her problem was solved with a few sessions of massage,  fills me with hope that there is more to this life than we can see with our eyes.

I have no doubt that there are so many riches just waiting to be discovered by the inquisitive mind and everyday I wake up in expectation of what the universe has in store for me.