I listened to this book as an audio cassette. That's right, on TAPE. At the risk of sounding older than I am (ahem) even at the time I knew it was an outdated technology. I mean we were all happily downloading music and burning CD's at the time. I don't remember if the iPod had made its debut. Anyway I was in my early twenties, cruising the highways of Southern California. The Pacific Coast Highway stretched before me, as did the boundless expanse of the Pacific Ocean.
Bright sun, happy little palm trees and my sweet Toyota Camry were not enough to feel satisfied with life. I wanted more. At the same time, I was often paralyzed with anxiety and fear. I had little confidence that I could survive at life. As a young adult embarking on an art career (gasp!) I was terrified of what the future held. And it was listening to this book, and Susan's calming voice, that a tremendous realization dawned on me.
Fear was never going to go away.
It would always come back, for every new thing I tried to accomplish or new experience I wanted to have. Fear was a feeling I had to come to terms with.
"We fear beginnings; we fear endings. We fear changing; we fear “staying stuck.” We fear success; we fear failure. We fear living; we fear dying."