I Love A Strong Woman, But…

Sickle Knife.jpeg

Ok, admit it or not.


This is certainly something that every man fears: ~Castration Phobia~


Of course, I don’t know what she’s planning, but with that huge sickle-shaped knife and that big disarming smile, I definitely don’t want to find out. 😉


(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal) 

Daddy Long Legs Exposed

Spiders

Back in primary school, the kids used to call these “daddy long legs”.

Like everyone else, I’ve had the opportunity to see one of these, but never two in such a compromising pose.

The other day watching a action movie, one character asks another, “So which are you scared of–snakes or spiders? Everyone is scared of one or the other.”

The CIA lady says: “Spiders” and later admits, she lied.

The Army Ranger lady says: “I’m not scared of anything.”

Two different philosophies on defeating the enemy–do you overcome them with strength, courage, and bravado or perhaps you mislead them with deceit and cunning or with both approaches.

In any case, the other saying that this photo reminds me of from childhood is “bees do it, birds do it” and now I know that spiders do it too. 🙂

(Source Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

>When Butterflies Sting

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Butterfly

Stage freight (aka “performance anxiety”) is one the most common phobias.

While often attributed to children, this is really a fear that everyone experiences–to a greater or lessor extent.

Organizations like Toastmasters help people overcome their fear of public speaking by having them practice regularly in front of the group.

Yet even the most experienced speakers and performers still get that knot in their stomach before a really big performance.

We are all human, and when we go out there and open ourselves up to others, we are vulnerable to ridicule and shame and being seen as shysters and charlatans.

So it really takes great courage to go out there and “do your thing” in front of the world–for better or worse.

As the child poet, Rebecca says, “when I go on stage, it’s me, myself, and I.

What a wonderful perspective in being yourself and doing your best.

Here’s what she has to say–in a poem called Butterflies.

(Credit Picture: scienceray.com)

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Butterflies

By Rebecca

Butterflies, that’s what I feel before the poetry slam.

It’s 2 minutes before I read my poem.

I feel them tickling around my stomach making me want to puke.


My mom always tells me just imagine the audience in their underwear but it makes me feel even worse.

I told myself when I came up here you’ll do fine but, I know I’ll just stumble on a word.

Buzzing noises start in my ear.

I feel like I want to just go up on the stage and conquer my fear.

I shouldn’t care what people say because it’s my thoughts that matters.

When I go onstage it’s me, myself, and I.

1 minute till showtime.


Finally I hear my name.

I walk up to the stage unsteadily and all the lights are on me.

Everyone’s eyes beam towards me, almost as if they are watching a movie and I’m the show.

I read my poem.

I’m shaking.

I’m sweating like a dog running in the heat of summer.


I stumble upon a few words, but I survive it.

I am almost done. Just be done, already.

I read the last sentence but the time when I’m reading that sentence feels the longest.

My life is not going to end.

I’m done and I feel accomplished.