Anna Lisa Tempero's Blog
February 22, 2022
Passion//Fear
Today is my first day back in classes, at first I woke up scared and tired but once I began my day it switched into excitement.
I've been thinking about the ability to push through fear and use fear as a motivator as opposed to a barrier.
I'm not sure I've mastered the act yet but I do know, in my case at least that fear is a representation of the weight of motivation.
I am fearful because I am passionate.
I've always been somewhat humble, or if not humble too shy to accurately discuss my success. In the past when I've had an opportunity to succeed, or to grow, I tend to somewhat inhibit myself. I look at myself and wonder why I deserve to achieve such success.
I think that's why I feel so fearful when I envision myself finishing this degree, I see myself succeeding and instead of allowing that view to push me forward I allow it to consume me.
"I wont be good enough, I can't handle it, why am I doing this, do I even want to be here."
All of these are genuine questions, and occasionally ones that should be asked but they tend to overshadow my excitement, they dwindle my natural abilities.
I'm fearful because it matters and I'm still trying to find a way to let that be ok. I'm doing my best to create boundaries which allow inspiration to follow. I'm continuing on despite the constant highs and lows but my goal is to find stability.
I want the promise of passing this degree to be a consistent view.
I believe fear should be an acknowledged truth but never allow it to be the only truth. Yes you are fearful, but you are capable. Yes you recognise fear but you also withhold deep responsibility.
Fear doesn't have to be inherently negative.
Let fear be a reminder of hope.
Let's continue the balancing act of passion and fear, I wish you well.
I've been thinking about the ability to push through fear and use fear as a motivator as opposed to a barrier.
I'm not sure I've mastered the act yet but I do know, in my case at least that fear is a representation of the weight of motivation.
I am fearful because I am passionate.
I've always been somewhat humble, or if not humble too shy to accurately discuss my success. In the past when I've had an opportunity to succeed, or to grow, I tend to somewhat inhibit myself. I look at myself and wonder why I deserve to achieve such success.
I think that's why I feel so fearful when I envision myself finishing this degree, I see myself succeeding and instead of allowing that view to push me forward I allow it to consume me.
"I wont be good enough, I can't handle it, why am I doing this, do I even want to be here."
All of these are genuine questions, and occasionally ones that should be asked but they tend to overshadow my excitement, they dwindle my natural abilities.
I'm fearful because it matters and I'm still trying to find a way to let that be ok. I'm doing my best to create boundaries which allow inspiration to follow. I'm continuing on despite the constant highs and lows but my goal is to find stability.
I want the promise of passing this degree to be a consistent view.
I believe fear should be an acknowledged truth but never allow it to be the only truth. Yes you are fearful, but you are capable. Yes you recognise fear but you also withhold deep responsibility.
Fear doesn't have to be inherently negative.
Let fear be a reminder of hope.
Let's continue the balancing act of passion and fear, I wish you well.
January 4, 2022
Another New Year
As you're aware it's a new year!
Happy 2022, or, if you're anything like me, welcome back to the beginning of the racetrack.
Most people around me are planning out their new years resolutions, getting themselves on track for their long term goals.
Me however, well I'm just crawling back to where I ended in 2021. It seems New Years Eve is cursed, or at least that's easier than admitting I'm afraid of change.
When the year ends and a new one approaches I seem to forget who I am, all of a sudden I'm acting in ways that directly contradict the person I'm working so hard to be.
Maybe it's an act of self sabotage, a confirmation bias towards the person I've previously been.
The new year brings out my false starts, trips me back into the thick of healing. Instead of revelling within the proposed fresh start I am left tied down to my past.
Maybe it'll be a blessing, or at least it can be when I learn how to keep myself on track. Maybe the reminders will act as vessels towards further progression.
Whatever the answer, to survive the progressive stance of January I must put a positive spin on whatever comes my way.
Anna Lisa Tempero
Happy 2022, or, if you're anything like me, welcome back to the beginning of the racetrack.
Most people around me are planning out their new years resolutions, getting themselves on track for their long term goals.
Me however, well I'm just crawling back to where I ended in 2021. It seems New Years Eve is cursed, or at least that's easier than admitting I'm afraid of change.
When the year ends and a new one approaches I seem to forget who I am, all of a sudden I'm acting in ways that directly contradict the person I'm working so hard to be.
Maybe it's an act of self sabotage, a confirmation bias towards the person I've previously been.
The new year brings out my false starts, trips me back into the thick of healing. Instead of revelling within the proposed fresh start I am left tied down to my past.
Maybe it'll be a blessing, or at least it can be when I learn how to keep myself on track. Maybe the reminders will act as vessels towards further progression.
Whatever the answer, to survive the progressive stance of January I must put a positive spin on whatever comes my way.
Anna Lisa Tempero
