What Fear Looks Like

In my last post I talked about how the patterns we observe can be part of our creative practice.

What if our fears are the same thing? What if we share our fears? Are those creative, too?

Is fear a misuse of imagination? Maybe.

I don’t like centipedes. One time I went to drink out of a garden hose and a centipede came out. I can still hear all the little legs pinging against the metal end of the hose (near my mouth!) as the creature slid out.

Sometimes I imagine centipedes under a rock or a log I am about to pick up.

I always turn them over in case it’s true. But it rarely is. So I imagine a lot of centipedes.

Is that imaginative? Maybe.

My fears take the form of whatever patterns I project onto the world. So does my imagination for creative expression or positive possibility.

Sometimes it’s a mixture of the two. That makes for some good “art-as-therapy” time.

You can try art-as-therapy for your fears, too.

JDF