In the movie, “Coach Carter,” the new coach asks one of the troubled basketball players:
“What is your deepest fear?” repeatedly. Finally, when everything was falling apart for everyone on the team, including the coach, and disillusionment was setting in, and the question was no longer active, the player comes through. What he said was important but not as impressive as what delivered the answer. He seemed possessed and overtaken, as if a ventriloquist for the Divine consciousness itself, as words deep with wisdom and clarified mystery, flowed smoothly and incredulously out of his mouth. Lost in awe at the unexpected delivery, one could only catch the gist of the answer, something to the effect that one’s deepest fear is that one can, will, and does actually succeed beyond bounds.
As I watched, my own “deepest fear” question was being answered: this flunky player could perform—listen to him, where did he get that from? He is truly good, no, great: I was afraid for him. I was afraid for myself, because if he could do this, so definitely can I. And, now that he has performed, I was gripped with another fear that he will fall. For, if you are at the summit, where else do you go but down? Poor me!
I remember an excerpt from some writing:
“...as a child, afraid of the dark
as an adult, afraid of the light…”
Why are we so afraid to dream a better world? Is it because we have the sneaky suspicion that we shall succeed beyond our imagination, and actually go on to have a truly beautiful world, as a result of our dream-effort?
How we have become afraid of the dark, and afraid of the light, at the same time! How we are so-ooo afraid of our own self, afraid of our own success.
What is your deepest fear?
Dare to dream, find out, and then, dream for ever.
Oguchi