The Mask of Fear

Fear is the master deceiver. It guides us away from truth and towards a fabricated reality of our own creation. By obscuring our ability to perceive things accurately,  it presents us with a picture of the world that is pure fantasy. It also envelops our true nature with a veil and distorts the way we see ourselves.  Our inner resources of strength desert us because through fear they become inaccessible to us.

We may feel threatened by both real or imaginary beings—oftentimes ghosts from our past who haunt our reality with guilt, grief, regret, or a sense of loss. When Marie Curie said, “Nothing in life is to be feared. It is only to be understood,” she seems to strike a chord with us. Yet, to put that belief into practice sometimes seems like an insurmountable task. How can we cease to fear in a world that is completely controlled by fear?

In a way, the narcissism that pervades our culture and society works to nourish our fear. When one becomes too self-absorbed, it is easy to begin to feel completely alienated from the rest of the world. And this alienation—this sense of no one understanding us—becomes a precursor to fear. Fear may begin as a spark, but it is rarely long before it bursts into flames. At the very least, it lurks beneath the surface of our lives like embers from a fire. Even when it is barely there, it affects what we say and do as well as the choices that we make.

Through fear, we enslave ourselves. Yes, we may perceive that it is someone else or the universe that has enslaved us. But this distorted perception is only a by-product of fear. There are even times when we fear our strength, possibly because what we call our weaknesses, insecurities, and/or vulnerabilities have become part of our identity. But a complete identity must be based on that which is real, or it is meaningless. And many of the things we think are weaknesses are only our fears, wearing masks.

It is not only narcissism that fuels fear. It is also conformity. We fear that which makes us different from others even though we want to be set apart. What we call “non-conformity” is oftentimes no more than a feeble attempt on our part to stand up for our convictions while still “fitting in”. Who we wish to “fit in” with may not always be clear to us. All we know is that feeling alienated and alone is painful. Why is it painful? Is it possible that we fear being alone with ourselves?

Maybe that is what is at the root of our fear–a fear of ourselves and who we really are. Perhaps, the other things and people we think we fear merely reflect the fear we have of looking inside ourselves and seeing who we really are. We want to be masters of ourselves. We want to be the force of action and change in our lives. Yet, we refuse to know ourselves.

In a way, this is the gravest type of ignorance—to not know who one is. And fear is also at the crux of ignorance. When we hurt another person and later say that we didn’t “know better”, we have fallen into the trap of mistaking fear for ignorance. If we knew ourselves better, we would see that we do not hurt others out of ignorance but out of fear.

Even if our hurting someone is a reaction to how they have behaved towards us, it still comes from a place of fear. We fear that if we do not repay the person who hurt us for what he did, he will not learn his “lesson”. So, fear has succeeded in playing into our pride. We may think that we are only angry. But because anger impairs our vision and prevents us from seeing things as they are, it also inhibits our ability to discern fear.  

Fear will never be permanently overcome for it is too much a part of the world we live in to disappear from our lives. But becoming aware of the fear when it is there will vastly diminish its power. Although defining something—providing it with a label—can take us further away from understanding it, when it comes to fear, we need to call it by its name.

In order to force something to cast off its disguise, we first need to know what it is. Once we identify fear, we must differentiate between what is real and what is a fiction evoked by fear. And in identifying it, we will be able to recognize it more clearly, no matter what mask it chooses to wear.

Peace, Love, and Joy,

Sascha

This page and all written material at My Odyssey is written by Sascha Norris. (C) Copyright 2010 by Sascha Norris. All Rights reserved.

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~ by myodyssey7 on November 13, 2010.

5 Responses to “The Mask of Fear”

  1. What intellect and understanding you possess Dear Lady Sascha.
    I know that in my life, I have feared the little things, while
    ignoring the things that I really should have feared.

  2. Very impressive. There are some fabulous insights here around a massively important subject. I tried to articulate some of these in my Facebook Note The Love of Looking, which is really about the importance of cultivating our ability to look at the world and ourselves authentically; in other words, understanding that we can only engage the world constructively and harmoniously when we are present to ourselves. The true challenge for every individual is to take control of the inner dialogue about ourselves in relation to the world – and understanding why we fear and how it stymies the realisation of our true blossoming is critical. But what I find really impressive about your writing is how you are able to articulate these profoundly important insights with such lucidity, economy and elegance. I’m reminded of what Einstein was supposed to have said: “Everything should be made as simple as possible, but no simpler.”

    The following passage really struck a chord with me: “But a complete identity must be based on that which is real, or it is meaningless. And many of the things we think are weaknesses are only our fears, wearing masks.” I know that there are fears unconquered yet within me, but as you say, “… becoming aware of the fear when it is there will vastly diminish its power”, and I have found this to be so.

    I salute you Sascha!

  3. Brilliant and moving. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve hurt someone I love dearly or myself out of fear; how many times my reactions were driven by fear….so fast these reactions are that the damage is done and I feel the pain of it withing minutes, sometimes seconds. I like to think of myself as aware, but I know that I’ve only touched the tip of the iceberg in dealing with my fear. So ingrained in can be, so lethal and destructive to our lives. It kicks in harder the more I care about something or someone. I wonder how my reactions would change if I considered that maybe the people who hurt me are only doing so out of fear as well. I don’t want to project but it is something I’d like to be conscious of….everyone is human and vulnerable to some degree. Thank you for this, my Dear.

    Love you tons,
    Rebecca ♥

  4. Very eloquent Sascha ,you see I am still for you and supportive in my thoughts , my “special box” is long since empty and lies in a corner half open and un-used.
    Fear for you however does not go away and I worry every day.
    As always
    Walter

  5. Very clear and sophisticated explanation on how fear is intervening our behaviour, our collaboration, our lives.
    Years ago I did a research in a large public organisation being involved with a cultural change. I interviewed a great number of leading managers and decision makers about their main thoughts and concerns regarding the organisation as a whole and their own part in it.
    It became clear that almost all were afraid. Fear for their boss, fear not to cope with their target and responsibilities. Fear for more capable colleagues. Fear to loose their influence or their job.In fact the whole organisation was fear driven. A culture of fear.
    The board of directors could hardly believe it. Yet when they were interviewed personally, they admitted the same fear but banned to bring it in the open. Fear had become the collective prison for almost all members of the organisation, an unspoken deal.

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