I think if we all tackled our fears in this way, fear will not overshadow our lives.
I recently saw a picture on Facebook with red words on a white sign: “Please Do Not Feed the Fears” (like one you would see at a zoo).
I used to feed my fears very well. My fears were fat, well-fed, let me tell you. I used to shop at Whole Foods for them, making sure they got only the best. I thought my fears deserved a whole lot of my attention; my fears were spoiled brats! They got to run the household.
The thing is, I thought they were real and then I treated them like they were real and then sometimes made them real.
A friend suggested a fantastic visualization. Fears will always knock at your door, at your windows, try to climb down your chimney, hang out on your fire escape. Mine were often in the form of the concerned neighbor. I don’t have to always let in…
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