Day 301: f*ing friday :: fright

28 Oct

Today continues the weekly series, F*ing Fridays, which will coincidentally occur on Friday. I mentioned some of my favorite F words back on Day 5, including: Fearless, Fabulous, Fine, Fun, Faith, Freedom, Forgiveness, to name a Few.

Last week I dove into the word Flower.

Today’s F*ing Friday is dedicated to the word:

As in, never fear.

Halloween is almost here.
Soon there will trick-or-treating, apple bobbing and jack-o-lanterns lining the streets.

I always loved Halloween, seeing it as less of a night of fright and more as a giant excuse to play dress up.

What was your first Halloween costume?

My first memory of Halloween is asking my mom if I could go as a “Movie Star”.  In Mama Sling’s wonderful way, she jumped right in, opened the door to her closet and helped me create an assemble that included dress up shoes, a puffy platinum blond wig from her beauty school dropout days, a fun and frilly dress, and one pair of bonafide movie star over-sized sunglasses.

It was as glam as it gets for the 7-year-old set.
And, I loved every minute of it.

To play with clothes AND consume gobs of candy all in one day?

The older I got the more creative my costumes became, including an attempt as a life-sized Chicken.

(Don’t ask me where that idea came from.)

All I remember was an entire afternoon spent cutting white fabric and watching my parents sew an enormous white jumper that could fit old newspapers as stuffing.  Add bright orange leggings, a felt beak, and two floppy flippers on my feet — and voila! — a chicken was hatched.

Later on, post college, I had a blond ambition tour a few years running, including Madonna (think cone bra and pony tail), Gwyneth Paltrow in full-on pink Oscar attire and Martha Stewart in stripes — prison stripes, that is.

I suppose it’s no surprise I showed a proclivity towards clothes instead of horror shows around this time of year. Aren’t day dreams way more inviting and safe?

I chalk it up to having too many frightful experiences in real life, including living in the shadow of cancer, grieving the loss of my mother, and dealing with the aftermath of squashed dreams.

And, I suppose it’s no surprise that one of the side effects of The Promise 365 is it’s uncanny nature to unearth my own deepest fears.  I think that’s what happens when you start paying attention and become more aware of what’s inside, instead of what’s out.

I’m learning the scariest things in life really are “all in your head”:  like the fear of taking a chance, going for it, taking that leap, making a change, or giving that deep seated-dream an f*ing chance.

Sure, the first steps are scary.
But the results are way better tasting than a gob candy.
And, never fear, they last longer too.

2 Responses to “Day 301: f*ing friday :: fright”

  1. Kris October 29, 2011 at 9:52 AM #

    Jamie – thank you so much sharing so much! You make me laugh and think and feel. Your words make me stronger, more courageous, all with the feeling that I am where I need to be at this very moment. Thanks for you!

    • Jamie October 29, 2011 at 5:01 PM #

      Thank you Kris! Love that you are a part of my journey too! xo~Jamie

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