Fear of the Unknown

Wouldn't the world be a different place if we knew what was going to happen?  I mean obviously - it stands to reason that it would be, unless knowing what was going to happen was such a normal state of affairs that nobody thought it peculiar which means getting into weirdo parallel universe world and this blog wasn't planning to go there today.  Anyway...

What I mean is, that irrational fear that holds you back when you don't know what is going to happen.  I can't go into that shop because I've never been in it before and what if the staff are really mean or the clothes are too expensive or they think I am a shop lifter or or or or and so on.  We should be excited about the new experiences that are out there waiting for us, not paralysed by fear at not knowing what will happen.  Bad things happen - we hurt - there is pain, but that is all part of life and without those things we cannot be the people we are today.

Tomorrow is a new day, a brand new day and it's shiny and bright and full of possibilities.  The only trick now is to learn how to open yourself up to those possibilities - maybe just lift your head a smidge above the parapet and just glance around to see how the land lays.  Ensure that the way back to your hidey hole is clear of obstacles and then get out there and experience that crazy little thing called life.  We don't know until we try and lets not allow the don't know grip us in fear and stop us from living.

If I knew what the future held I would wish for blissful ignorance.