^ My Greatest Fear

Great conversations can happen at HappyHours when there are intelligent minds at play. Today, my friends and Idiscussed our greatest fears.

I had an immediate answer for thisquestion; that’s the way my gut works – I have an instinctual, intuitivereaction to any question ever posed to me, and then later, I will mull it overand determine that my intuition was correct.

My immediate answer was that I will diewithout reaching my potential. I feel I have much to share, much to offerothers, and until I find my audience, until I have explored all that I have tosay and share and do, I worry I am wasting myself, wasting time.

Later, I realized that this fear is a veryconscious fear. It is what drives me to do most of my overt actions in a day. Ipush back on things I view to be unjust. I voice opinion and provoke thoughtand conflict on occasion. This is what I do. But latently, in my subconscious,I have two much deeper fears. One is to die alone. To pass away unremembered,unthought of, unmourned. And even more than that – I fear being ignored. Thesetwo fears fuel all the other facets of my personality – my need for a tribe offriends and companions to feed and be fed by. My need to know I’m beinglistened to. It’s why I attract people like flies to honey; it’s why I check inconstantly with those whose opinions matter to me. I can’t feel alone. I can’tbe ignored.

What are your greatest fears? What are theconscious ones, and which are subconscious?