Sometimes our fears and dread prevent us from moving forward, when as FDR said, “The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.” How often do you finally take the plunge only to find the water wasn’t really ice-cold but comfortably warm?
As I wrote the last post I was preparing to go to the barn and take down all the stuff stored on top on the tack room in Rubbermaid containers, bags, and boxes. When we moved here three years ago all the extra stuff was thrown up there. It was time to get it down and do a final spring cleaning.
Expecting the worst
In my mind’s eye there was a picture of a pile of stuff that would look like a dump truck had just raised its bed and let loose a full load. I was girding up to face such a challenge. Fearing the worst I had postponed this chore for a couple of years. If you recall, I first mentioned it to you well over a month ago… two months maybe?
Well, everything is down. My worst fears never materialized. Not only was there no dump truck, but 90% of the stuff in the storage containers is clean, bagged horse sheets and blankets. If I took all the bagged pony clothes out of the Rubbermaids there would be only two small containers left. Those are filled with blankets as well, just not in neat individual bags.
Paralyzed by fear
Okay, so the word paralyzed is a little strong. But, it kinda tells the story. How many times do we put off doing something because we are afraid of how massive the required effort might be? Our schedule just never opens up enough to get at that mess. So – we never get to the mess and in our mind it grows larger and more ominous as time passes.
Melinda, the author of Boots and Saddles blog (click on title to visit), commented on my last post that she also creates the dreadful ‘maybe’ pile thinking she might still need the stuff. She never does.
A pleasant surprise
In retrospect I guess shouldn’t be surprised that the expected tsunami of stuff just never materialized. I don’t habitually leave stuff in a mess. That doesn’t mean my house is always clean, mind you, but I don’t leave piles of stuff behind closed doors as a rule.
Don’t give in to your fears. Open the doors wide and sweep clean that last place you dread to go. Every mess we hang onto, whether it lives in reality or simply in our mind, is a needless burden on our shoulders and spirit.
Claim victory from fear today. At the top of my ladder was an organized stash of good stuff that will find a new home. Somehow the sun seems to be shining a bit brighter this morning and I’m walking just a bit taller. The mess, it seems, was only in my mind. Is yours?





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