By Gaylon Ferguson This morning I started to list some things I’m afraid of. Like many people, I am afraid of dying. I’m also afraid of the deaths of my family, friends, loved ones. I fear the loss of loved ones, and I fear the loss of love, being left alone. I have fears related to my aging body. Am I exercising enough? Taking the right supplements? What about dodging the bullet of inherited, genetically encoded illness? As a person on a spiritual path, I’ve learned to fear the power of my own deeply ingrained habits of ignoring, reacting defensively, distracting myself day and night from the reality of my experience—including the reality of anxiety. In the wake of the global financial meltdown, I have fears about money amid a constant background hum of economic uncertainty. Does anyone really know what will happen with our jobs, retirement funds, or the cost of health care in the years ahead? I fear outbreaks of violence and armed aggression arising from panic in the face of massive cultural …