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Fear is a part of who I am. I cannot pretend it away or top it with defiance. I cannot submit to it without allowing depression and anger to take me over. I cannot ignore it lest it become a wall that no longer allows me to live the way I most want to be.
Fear is. Simply. When I let it.
I have power deciding what is best for myself when I am in conversation with my fear. Talking with Fear I can see it better – the shape and weight, this shadow form effecting me. I can understand the history fear brings with it – seduction to leave present and react with force that I gathered long before now. I feel it’s breath, smell it’s scent, and understand it in animal terms when I brave looking fear in the eye and I approach it cautiously.
Understanding it better, I begin to live with my fear. I drink tea and go about my day acknowledging its presence in the room around me. Perhaps over time I make friends with my fear, and one day, even if it is not completely gone, I realize it is ok. I can be happy, even with my fear, peaceful knowing it is unendingly in tow.
To Breath and Being,
~ Karin
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