There is much fear in my world. I hide it I think well. After 40+ years of life, I have honed my skill of hiding my fear(s) fairly well, but there it resides inside my head ready to bubble up unpredictably and give me yet another broken night of sleep when it feels like it.
However, with the bad comes the good. Fear can equal momentum. It can take me from complacency and comfort to facing a challenge head on. Fear teaches me that I can rely on myself for answers and trust my instincts. Fear can strengthen, not incapacitate.
Fear and ruminations = panic and hopelessness
Fear and action = power and hope
Such are my ramblings for Day 61, now I’m off to bed.