Have you ever been to a haunted attraction when it’s closed or been part of the crew, or worked at an amusement park? If so you know that the attraction that is seen by the public is much different than the one you see behind the scenes and after hours. When it’s closed it has no life, you can see the wires and chains, you see that there are real people getting into costumes and makeup, you can see the dust and dirt, and it seems to have lost the magic it has when it’s open. When it’s closed you see all of what makes it work and what makes it scary or exciting when it’s open, but without the thrill factor. All too often we don’t stop to think about the why or how of these places, we just appreciate the magic, which is what they’re there for after all.
But just like a haunted attraction or amusement park our lives can have two sides as well. We have the side that we present to the world and the side that we hide away. We don’t like to dig into the hidden side because it contains our biggest fears, secret desires and things that we think no one would ever understand. Maybe we hide them because we don’t want to have to admit them or do anything about them. But the more and deeper we hide them the harder it is to show our real selves to the world and the harder it becomes to unravel the lies and fears we build up. But just like visiting a haunted attraction when it’s closed, if we were to just take some time and unpack things when the fear isn’t in full force, we’d be able to see what makes them up and what we’re really afraid of and maybe even overcome them.
If you’ve been hiding something or hiding from something I encourage you to try a safe “closed park” visit if you will of fear or secret this week and see if you can’t discover what you’ve been hiding from and if it’s really as scary as you’ve made it out to be.
“Don’t turn your back upon your doctrinal doubts and difficulties. Go up to them and examine them. Perhaps the ghastly object which looks to you in the twilight like a sheeted ghost may prove to be no more than a table-cloth hanging upon a hedge.” A.H. Boyd