As a child, I jumped over every crack in the sidewalk. The ditty rang in my head, step on a crack and you break your mother’s back. Better safe than sorry, I decided. Today, Mailchimp messaged that I had a 666 total audience on my blog. Right away I thought, I love the symmetry of that number, but should I be wary?
Most of us have at least a few superstitions. An ancient art form, they help us explain mysterious circumstances or events. The root cause is association, since people tend to create links between thoughts and feelings with objects and symbols.
On Saturday, I talked to a young friend about fear, and how I’ve conquered it slowly, all my life. I didn’t tell her that for the past few years I’ve been apprehensive on big bridges. That’s a new one for me, but in light of the recent bridge tragedy, it could have been a premonition.
I like to give aid to fearful people. In my readings, I help with knowledge and foresight. In my music lessons, I promote confidence, an opposite of fear.
Superstition helps us feel lucky, and it comes from the Latin word, superstitio, which is to stand over and survive. What a good motto.
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