As I held my toddler daughter to my chest at the sound of thunder, I felt that visceral fear of the elements. We are so guarded in our homes, yet we have other fears in life. That visceral fear was refreshing—it is pure, evolutionarily programmed fear. Unlike the racing thoughts in my mind all the time. They too are evolutionarily programmed, but they are in overdrive. I am constantly in fight-or-flight, but I am rarely (ok, never) being chased by a bear (or a leopard for that matter).