My own fears make me their slaveMy biggest shackle is the fear of letting go of my fears—and of not knowing what comes next.
Fear of the unknown. I choose this, not someone else.
I must name them, first. To know the fears. Their source.
Naming is owning. Owning is freedom.
But…
Freedom with humility. Humility because fears always come back.
We are always vulnerable.
And fears live behind walls. Fears drive us to create walls. For them.
Walls make fears stronger. A spiral to utter failure.
Fear that. Not the unknown.
Fears make me their slave.
Humility and courage breaks the shackles
So I, we, can face whatever comes, every day.
It is never finished.
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No my friend, it is never finished
thoughts written in humble truth help others know they’re not alone
fear is a beast that can be tamed with two or more hands
thank you for your candid words
am:)
hope all is well in your wonderful writing room
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It’s a lot more comfortable now that the weather’s improved. The steam heat never seemed to make it all the way up there. I would wrap myself in a blanket and type until I couldn’t feel my fingers a few times, then just moved down near the stove. 🙂
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glad you’re place of muse’ology is behaving for now – it is most important to have a secret and near-perfect place one can create in;)
am:)
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This is beautiful truth. Thank you for sharing.
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The day when we rise only the flat, iron would come floating up. It’s not when you realize that nothing can help you, religion, pride or anything. It is when you realize you don’t need any aid.
((The Sound And The Fury))
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Wonderful, I adore what you’ve captured here, so much truth. Take care, enjoy the rest of your day. ~ Mia
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