You might remember that back in October I wrote about making an appointment with a podiatrist to deal with some nagging foot pain. Sometimes it takes a little pain to make us aware that it's time to change something. I guess the trick is to not wait till a little pain becomes a lot of pain!
I had my second appointment with my podiatrist today, and as I told him, the pain is probably 60-70% better. He assures me that we can easily get to 85% better - and we can stop treatment when I decide that it's livable.
It's actually livable right now - but why would I settle for just livable when I could get to dance-able? Nope. For me the ability to dance - even if I don't do it nearly as often as I'd like to - is one of the component of livable.
As is not settling for mediocre when excellence is within sights. That's livable!
But of course that's only when I'm in my most evolved state of being. And one of the things that prevents my highest levels of evolution - time and time again - is procrastination. Like putting off making an appointment until my foot hurts - a lot!
Among the long list of excuses I can generate for putting things off is almost always an element of fear. In this case, I had convinced myself that my particular pain wasn't likely to be solved without surgery. And that very idea - or more precisely the fear of that idea - was enough to introduce thoughts of just about any other far more pressing task any time I was about to pick up the phone.
Dumb fear! I heard it once described as False Evidence Appearing Real. I don't even need enough to build a strong case for evidence. Those bricks could be made mostly out of straw and I can still construct enough fear to slam on the brakes on even the smartest idea.
Today's appointment chipped away a little more of my ridiculous habit of fear. No surgery. At most, it's taken a couple moments of discomfort to restore not just livability but dance-ability!
I'm reminded of an idea I read as a teenager - in a silly romance novel. "Granny Tremain's disappearing hills" are the hills that look too steep and too high to climb when we see them coming at us from a distance. But when we get up close, we realize that they aren't so steep, they're not so high, they practically disappear.
I think maybe - for awhile at least - I'll remember that I do not have to settle for fear. Instead - I can dance!
May you dance through your week as well!
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