A prince considered himself a to be a worm and was so afraid of the chicken that he always hid himself under the table. The king announced to all in his kingdom that a big reward awaits anyone who succeeds in bringing the prince out of his hiding place. Many magicians and medicine men tried but failed. One day a small boy came to try his luck. He went under the table, sat down with the prince, played and talked to him. Finally he managed to bring the prince out. The king was very happy and asked the small boy how he did it. The small boy said that he asked the prince to say with him, “I am a man, not a worm.”
All of a sudden the prince ducked under the table because a chicken appeared. The small boy went after the prince. He asked the prince if he believe that he was a man and not a worm. And the prince answered, “I am a man, not a worm. But does the chicken know that?”
There’s the right kind of fear that keeps us alert, attentive and awake. But there’s also the overdose of fear that cripples, blinds, deafens and petrifies.
“When it is scary to jump, that is when you jump, otherwise you stay in the same place your whole life.” –Film: A Most Violent year
Do you use fear as a counsellor or as a jailer?