Personally, when I fear things (like every time I fly) I have this very simple mechanic for dealing with it: welcome what's coming. In the case of flying, I ac

Personally, when I fear things (like every time I fly) I have this very simple mechanic for dealing with it: welcome what's coming. In the case of flying, I accept that these could very well be the last moments of my life and it's too late to get off/turn back now and I'll be damned if I'm going to sit there and spend my final moments suffering and wincing in fear. I relax my body, take a deep breath and try to suck in every bit of life within me - I enjoy myself and everything around me in the moments before (in my head) the plane crumples into a smouldering wreck. Hell, what an experience - to die! You only get to do that once. Twice if you're lucky! You might as well embrace it with open arms! I turn my excitement into curiosity. I rationalise that I'm here now, and I've trusted this pilot with my life, and if it was a mistake, so be it. What will be, will be. Que sera, sera! Once I put myself in this mindset everything becomes a breeze.