Fear is Not the Enemy

I saw the faces of those who died and I wept.

And I'm still weeping because now the tears belong to all the sadness that exists within me.

For all the ways in which we miss each other, not hear, welcome and respect each other, or love and regard each other.

For all the ways I've missed you, not heard you, not welcomed you, disrespected you, forgot to hold you in positive regard and love!!

We are (it seems) that scared! 

Too scared to change and have it be different. 

Like, really different.

Instead we bully. 

Compete. 

Compartmentalize.

Finding ways to not accept, but instead glamorize or criticize our own selves, and how different we are from each other. 

We lean out, and not in.

I know I'm scared. 

Fear exists within me. 

A lot!

And I’ve come to realize for myself, and I hope you’ll join me here:

Fear is not my enemy, it is my relationship to it.

I have a choice. 

Fear can either run the show - or I can get in relationship with it, truly unpack it, and understand it. 

Get in the right relationship with it. 

Own it. Move it. 

And do my fucking best to not project it! 

Or hurt others or myself with it!

Be responsible with fear.

Don't block it.

And don't let it run the show!!

Get down with it. Welcome it. Understand it.

Teach yourself this.