What Is Your Relationship To Fear

(Did your watch the VERY SHORT 46 second video above?)  How did it make you feel?

Halloween is only days away.  There are currently so many different types of frightful events going on close to us this time of year.  We plan on visiting one of the scariest Haunted Theme Park’s in New England tonight, “Spookyworld – Nightmare New England.”  This got me thinking, if we can condition our bodies to get used to something, build up physical endurance, learn new coping mechanisms based on our experiences, etc., would it be possible to be completely fearless when something jumps out at us unexpectedly.  If we were surrounded by this on a consistent basis, could we become desensitized?  I suppose it would take extreme personal awareness and a great deal of energy to not be startled.

1385475_10151729930198456_636669772_nSo what is the psychology behind this type of fear?  Why do we love it, even crave it?  Perhaps it’s the adrenaline rush, that thrill we get after reacting to something so unexpected and the joy of watching our friends jump where they stand.  Perhaps it’s different for each of us.

For those of you who follow my other blog, Where The Ghosts Live – The Haunted United States you may have already read that I recently visited an actual haunted house that is a hotbed for paranormal activity.  I didn’t have any problems with fear there, and I had a few encounters with the supernatural.  The problem is, that I am more afraid of the living than the dead.  With that being said, tonight should have me shaking in my sneaks.

What is your relationship to fear?  Do you like to be scared?  Do you seek out attractions like this so you can get that adrenaline rush?  Or does the thought of being frightened by someone in a mask or amazing makeup, or even a paranormal experience, make you want to run for the hills?  I want to hear from you…

Thank you for stopping by!

Missy Bell

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Taking Things for Granted

1378540_10151694935438456_596636773_nI was traveling down the highway today when I realized that this is the first year in many that I can actually recall enjoying the fall foliage.  I have been living here in New England since I was 5.  I suppose when you spend so much time around something that you become immune to it.  The realization makes me feel like I have been asleep for years, unconscious to my surroundings.

My mother loves to tell the story of when I was very young, most likely around 6, when we were in the car one October day and I said to her, in all my innocence, “Someone should tell God that he does a really nice job painting the leaves.”

I’m not sure what the cause was to heighten my awareness this year but I am grateful.  Perhaps it’s because I have been out in nature more or that I’ve been taking so many pictures.  Maybe It’s a part of my recent awareness in the here and now.

I started noticing the changes early on.  It started out as a few leaves and became gradual as the more healthy trees seem to stay green longer.  The colors vary and each tree is unique and magnificent in its own way.  It reminds me of us. How we go through phases in our lives where we feel like we are dying inside but everyone else still seems to see our beauty.  It’s still there.  The leaves may completely fall and the trees may seem bare, but it is not long before the flakes of winter arrive here in New England and the trees show their beauty as they stand tall, holding snow on each branch as if to say, “I caught this for your to admire.”  A sign of strength.  The spring comes and life returns as with us, the cycle of the things we go through in our lives.

Take time to notice the beauty in, not only your surroundings, but in others in your life as well.  Don’t take the beauty of others for granted, just because you see them all the time.

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Our Second Miracle Child – Austin Patrick

We had a beautiful 15 month old toddler, Daniel, the love of our lives.  We lived in Albuquerque, New Mexico at the time we got the news.  We were shocked to learn that I was pregnant – again.  Just weeks prior we were devastated by a miscarriage.  I was about 2 months along when it happened.  We had our hopes so high for a second child.  I won’t dwell on the negative but I must mention it because I feel it is one of the things that makes Austin a miracle baby.  If I hadn’t lost the second baby, Austin wouldn’t have been conceived and wouldn’t be with us today.

Shortly after we found out I was pregnant we moved into a three bedroom house on the military base and started to fill the extra room with new baby items.  We only lived there for about 4 months before Mike was discharged from the military and we made the move back to New England.  I was so grateful to be out of that house.  There were too many windows and I was so afraid that someone was going to break in.  I was overprotective of this pregnancy, which made me very paranoid.

When we picked Daniel’s name, we couldn’t come to a conclusion with the names we had chosen so we randomly opened the bible and chose the first name we saw.  That’s how we chose his middle name as well.  It was different with the second child.  I was a second child and was named after a soap star.  Why not, I thought.  I never missed an episode of Days of Our Lives at the time, in fact, I watched it more than once some days.  I thought the character, Austin, played by Patrick Muldoon was very handsome.  The combination just worked well, Austin Patrick.  And that’s when the trend was started.  My nephew, who was born just months after Daniel was the second child in his family.  My brother and his wife named him Dallas.  My cousin named her second child, Sydney.  It became a joke that if any of my other cousins had a second child, it should be named after a city.  But I digress.

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Austin was born weighing in at 9 pounds even and 21 inches, even.  He was a perfectionist, day one.  I remember when he was a toddler, if he was going to eat, he had to have something in each hand or he would cry.  For instance, if we were going to give him a donut, we would have to give him two mini donuts.  If we gave him two halves of a larger donut, one for each hand, he would cry because it was broken. His birth went as planned and the only traumatic part was a bit of postpartum with spinal headaches while trying to care for a newborn and an active 2-year-old.  The doctor who was going to bring him into the world insisted we have a C-section because his brother was 10 pounds 4 ounces and chances are he would be just as big.  Daniel was too big to be delivered naturally and was 2 weeks late. They didn’t want to risk similar complications with Austin.  The first date the doctor chose was Daniel’s birthday so we told him we wanted to reschedule.  He chose a date 2 days later but then backed out because he literally had forgotten that he had a golf game scheduled that day.  This is why Austin’s birthday is 5 days later than his brother’s.

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Having a brother who is only two years older, it’s almost another miracle that he is still with us.  He had a hard ball throw at him that missed his head by centimeters and he was kicked in the head with his brother’s dress boots when he threatened to take Daniel’s toy when he was learning to crawl.

This past November, Austin and his best friend, Jory went to spend some time with a girl Austin didn’t know.  They were driving around with her, her friend and a mutual friend of all of them.  They wanted to just drive randomly and explore but the GPS they had wasn’t working.  They decided to go back to their friend’s house to get Jory’s GPS from his car.  Their friend decided to stay home.  He didn’t feel comfortable about the situation.  Austin had been in the middle seat when it was the 5 of them but moved to the passenger back seat when their friend stayed home.  It wasn’t too much later that the car they were in hit a tree head on.  If Austin had been in the middle seat he might not be here today.  The lap belt would not have protected him as well as the shoulder strap and the way they impacted, the boys heads would have collided.  All that being said, he is lucky to have only gotten a compound fracture.  That in and of itself could have been more tragic if Jory, who had a concussion, hadn’t been conscious enough to call 9-1-1.

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I remember one day we were relaying this story to his English teacher when he returned to school in a wheelchair.  There were several girls standing around listening.  Austin’s friends.  My comment was, “He came into this world as a miracle and he will stay in this world by a miracle.”  And all the girls cried.

Let me leave you with a happy ending.  Austin is running now.  He has very few limitations.  He is meant to do something great with his life and we have no doubt that he will.  He is a brilliant young man with a great talent and love of music.  He is a people person, very comedic with the presence of a stand up comedian,  He has a way of calming people and helping others stay logical.  He brings me great peace when I throw myself off track and shares a great deal of my life philosophies and keeps me open minded.  I love him for all he is.

My miracle children.  I am grateful for both of them.

To read about my first son, Daniel and why we say he is a miracle child as well, check out the post, Our First Miracle Child – Daniel Jacob.

Also check the side bar for inspirational posts as well as tips on how to reduce stress and increase peace and happiness in your life.  My other blog, Where The Ghosts Live – The Haunted United States, discusses paranormal activity near and far, throughout the United States.  Enjoy!

Missy Bell

Photos of the Fall Foliage in Vermont and the Killington Ski Resort

My family and I live in Massachusetts.  This weekend we got to travel and spend the weekend in Vermont.  Since many of my readers are from around the world, I wanted to share some photos with you of the beauty of New England in the fall.  This week is the perfect week for trees to be at the height of their beauty.

The reason the leaves change to such beautiful colors is sadly, because they are dying.  The cold nights mixed with the warmer days contributes to the acceleration of the process of the photosynthesis.  As the leaves start to fall, our back roads will be as slippery as they are with the winter snow if these leaves get wet.

Here’s some of the beauty we captured on the way to Vermont’s Killington Mountain Ski Resort from where we were staying in the town of Quechee.

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My absolute favorite picture is of a random driveway on the way.  I think I may have this one framed with one of my original quotes written below it.

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This next one is of a plant that decorated a street light on the main street in the cutest little town of Woodstock.  Every light post in the town had one just like it.  The streets were lined with unique shops and eateries and filled with tourists both times we passed through.

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Here are the shots we took when we arrived.  And to think, none of these compared to the black diamond we had to climb two weekends before.  These looked like bunny hills in comparison.   That trail was not visible from where we were is was to the left of these:

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I had sprained my knee a week before the trip so, we went with the intention of riding the gondola round trip to the top of the mountain and back.  As we ascended the mountain, high above the ground, we could see the gravel trail in the distance that we originally intended to take.  We had been to Killington Mountain two weeks prior and participated in the Spartan Race.

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Since we were unable to take our phones with us (there are obstacles where you are submerged in mud,) we were unable to get pictures of the incredible view the mountain supplied so we vowed to come back and take pictures.  The crest was foggy and misty as you will see and it was difficult to get pictures so I decided I would brave the climb down, injury and all.

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I was so grateful I made that decision (as well as my husband’s assistance in areas where I really needed to watch my footing.)  Are you ready to see why? Look at the beauty we got to witness on our hike back down the mountain:

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As we returned after the long day, my husband pointed out a hot air balloon in the distance.  I have had a special place in my heart for them since we lived in Albuquerque, NM, home of the Albuquerque International Balloon Fiesta.  I worked the event when we were first married and fell in love with their beauty and unique designs.  As we drove toward the one he could see in the distance, he spotted this one hanging not far above us.  We turned around and found a few perfect spots to take some really great pictures.  It was a perfect way to end a perfect day.  We never were able to catch a shot of the other one but we believe it passed right over the house we were staying in.

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I hope you have enjoyed the beauty and the pictures brought you a bit of peace to your day.  The view and hike certainly did for me.

I hope you will visit other posts on this site.  I focus on tips, motivations, and inspirations that will decrease your stress and increase your peace and happiness.  I hope you will stay a while.  I also have another site.  If you are interested in the paranormal, you should really check it out.  You can find it at Where The Ghosts Live ~ The Haunted United States by Missy Bell.

Thank you for stopping by today!

Missy Bell