One of the things we all have in common, and I mean all of us, is Fear. Fear, and the endless forms it takes, however illusionary. Fear, the thing we allow to rob us of our own wonderful life experiences.
I know fear, in every form, is an illusion. Nevertheless, it’s part of my human experience. To get past it, I speak directly to it.
Fear, I am contracted with your subtle but constant pain and discomfort. I ask you, fear, to look me in the eye. I’m telling you that I know who I am. I know the deal. I want my gift, my lesson, my growth. Look at me, fear. Your discomfort and sometimes outright suffering will not deter me any longer.
I will look at you, and feel you thoroughly. I will embrace you and hold you until you dissipate. And when you do, as you do, in your melting, I will absorb my realization, my expansion, my power and my freedom. I will have received your gift. I will have removed you as an obstacle from my path.
So fear, while you have the crappiest way of gift giving, I accept, and thank you.