A statistic is more than a number

According to dictionary.com a statistic is the science that deals with the collection, classification, analysis, and interpretation of numerical facts or data, and that, by use of mathematical theories of probability, imposes order and regularity on aggregates of more or less disparate elements. It goes on to further define a statistic as the numerical facts or data themselves. I propose a statistic is so very much more when applied to humankind.

Sunday, December 31, 2006

Fear and Cowardice

Cowards die a thousand deaths. The valiant taste death but once. Julius Cesaer/William Shakespeare.

Being afraid is a natural state when one faces a challenge that presents an unknown element. Occassionally we are afraid of unnatural things. Like me...I am afraid of heights, abandonment, failure, and oatmeal being the last of my ridiculous fears (i may die of gluttony being force fed oatmeal... ugghghghghghgh) Some people are afraid of committment and some afraid of love. I don't understand these people but their fears are no less valid than mine.

So what are we to make of our fears? Ask Freud; he seemed to have a ton of theories. I am discussing bravery today. Bravery is acting despite the hold fear may have over us.

I am afraid of heights but when I find the need I climb stairs (yes even those heights) walk the bleachers for exercise, drive over the bridge and do various other activities that promote everyday activities in my life. I do not let fear hold me back. At the same time I don't just jump out of perfectly good airplanes in the name of recreation either. I have a healthy respect for my fears :-)

Abandonment and failure well we can only continue despite fear or we would cease to prosper. I have to love and be open to love or I will never find the one person I can trust not to abandon me. I know you are taken Stephen so I have to find one of my own!!!!(Relax ppl, it's a joke) If I don't try I fail immediately so I'd rather fail trying!!! I am brave. I shake in fear as I accomplish what I need to accomplish. It may seem as though my heart shudders each attempt but that is how I can tell I'm alive. I feel.

I won't speak on the oatmeal. Let's never speak of the oatmeal.

A friend recently told me he was scared by a prospective relationship. He opted not to explore his options. Now he will never know what he missed out on and he will forever wonder if he made the right or wrong choice. A thousand deaths. Cowardice I say, is not attractive.

Live life, fear will be around to give us many opportunities to find our bravery and cherish our strengths.

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