Why We’re Afraid Of Success

Last night I had a dream there was a Mountain Lion in my house.

The doors were open, so it had gotten in, and Haddie was the first one to alert me (If we’re not familiar, Haddie is my sweet little nervous-nelly chihuahua). I was terrified the Mountain Lion would kill Haddie and scooped him up, and terrified it would kill my family too.

But it didn’t kill them. Or me.

It was fierce and unintimidated. It walked right by us without fanfare or apology, and I opened the back screen door to let it out. It walked out unhurriedly and stood beneath a giant old Oak tree, unmoved and unencumbered by my fear.

I raced to the front door to try to lock it. To keep it from coming back in, but the door was chiseled away in such a manner that it was impossible to lock or fully shut anymore. I knew it could come back at any time, and there was nothing I could do to keep it out.

If you’re not savvy to dream analysis, this Mountain Lion is of course, myself. It is the part of myself that is also wild, fearless, powerful and unintimidated.

Mountain lions are not meek. They do not take their meal and then say sorry. Mountain lions know what they want and get it. They are agile and intelligent, and have an almost unnerving calm about them. They are quick when they need to be, and cool as a…