Living Bravely

The other day I was walking in my neighborhood on a busy corner. I was in the middle of texting my husband something when my phone was violently ripped from my grasp. I looked up in shock and saw a teenager running down the street with my phone, laughing. He had two friends with him and both looked as astonished as I was. Just as shockingly, a huge mama roar came out of my body. “NOOOOOO!” I growled. “Give me back my phone. You cannot take my phone. Bring it back NOW. This is NOT ok.” And the the friend who was standing there, mouth open, staring at this crazy woman screaming at his stupid friend, “Tell him to give me my phone back.” Now I would never have thought of myself as someone who would react this way and I don’t think I would have if I had felt that I was in any danger of bodily harm. This was a high school student who was pulling a stupid prank and I was the adult who was calling him out. Still, I was rattled. Well, I think he was too. He never expected someone to yell like that in such a public place. (And I was loud and cussing- I’ve spared you my exact words.) And can you believe it, he gave me back my phone. I walked away shaking. I felt scared that they would follow me, worried about the world and neighborhood I am raising my kids in, angry that this happened and also grateful that I even got my phone back.

That night I had trouble sleeping. Fear was the emotion that was closest to the surface. I don’t want to live in fear, so I acknowledged the feelings of fear and anxiousness, but I did not let them govern me or eclipse my awareness of the good in this world. Instead, I reminded myself that I could deepen and demonstrate my faith and love for humanity BECAUSE of this experience, not despite it.

In writing this I am also affirming that there is no worldly circumstance that can take away my power. I have the strength and wisdom to meet any and all of life’s challenges. Shifting from fear to love has been deep medicine for me as I know it can be for you too. Whether you are struggling with a physical struggle, emotional concern, or a financial struggle I believe/KNOW that you always know what to do, where to go, and what to say- Just like I did.

May we all live bravely, vibrantly and boldly! (More to come on this topic!)

Please share in the comments below a fearful experience you overcame with love.

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  1. Well said! 💚

  2. o My!!! How I felt, loved and saw your Mother Moving thru this post as part A very real truth of you!!
    like your parents and grandparents before you ~you are an Individuated Ray of Bright Light for all of humanity Dear Isabelle
    A Leader of Truth for those who might not otherwise ‘experience’ the Empowerment you share and…who may need you to "set Boundaries"
    first!! for The love of You and then~Thru Your Light shining upon them as a reflection of Truth~They too shall know ‘Truth’
    the Truth that is more simply known as Love!
    In a collective consciousness often times carried off and so absent from this Truth ~
    I Celebrate The honest and true Gift of you here among us=Being You+
    I Love Youxo
    The Fear and all else ?
    These are the emotions of the ‘trapped’ in the Collective Consciousness ~And in the courage Love and Direction with which you face these Emotions?
    You become a leader to The New Earth!
    Not ‘of this earth’ and more so ‘In this Earth’ to share the beauty of you

  3. it was a fearful moment back in 1992 that my finances ‘appeared’ to be in serious lack! Yikes? How to pay the Rent!!
    i accepted a luncheon inviation
    Some part of me ‘knew’ This fear was a lie and so against all logic i went up and down Montana avenue in Santa monica

  4. So many fearful experiences, overcome by love and grace. Once, when I was 18, I was walking with a friend when someone pulled me into their house and locked the door! Something came over me and I yelled "GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME!" calmly unlocked the door and ran out the door. It was a superhuman experience, i was protected my something greater than my shock and fear.

  5. I was on a city bus in my home town this Summer and a teenage boy was talking loudly and aggressively across the aisle to his friends in a very demeaning way about his sister and whores etc. I was standing in the aisle and at first I moved closer to where he was sitting to block his view to his friends, to indicate with my body language thAT HE NEEDED TO STOP WHAT HE WAS DOING. WHEN HE CONTINUED, I LEANED OVER TO HIM AND SAID SOFTLY "DON’Y TALK THAT WAY", OR SOMETHING TO THAT EFFECT. AT FIRST HE CHALLENGED ME VERBALLY, TO REPEAT WHAT I SAID IN ANOTHER LANGUAGE. BUT THEN HE QUIETLY GOT OFF THE bus WITH HIS FRIENDS AT THE NEXT STOP.
    I WAS MOSTLY AWARE IN MY REACTION THAT A) i needed to correct him – without getting angry (firmly and lovingly), and b) that I needed to take on my role as adult in this public space to set boundaries of appropriate conduct. It was important to me that I was not driven by anger or outrage, but by wanting to model "uprightness".

  6. I’ve had so many of these moments, on the street and off, probably because of my age, and, probably my travels. Yet, the reactions wear off, pretty quickly, becoming memory, each "event" softening from negative to simply, another life lesson. Now, I look for how I was responsible for one of these huge, life-changing events, and am still un-raveling the threads that led me there. Sending love and pride in your strength, your Reasonableness, fortitude and genuine nature, Isabelle. Congrats for turning around a nasty experience, to a growing one! And, sharing it too…
    Love, L. oxo =0)

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