10. Day 4: Fear Of Fear Itself?
My daughter brought me to a standstill one day in London when I was saying that I was afraid of riding the incredibly long escalator in the Underground. She said “You are afraid. Full stop. You don’t need to add “of what”.” Oh. I always kind of thought the “of” rather justified and explained the fear. I suppose that it isn’t really necessary to define the how and why of the fear. A sense of fear is a coiling, blurring, resisting energy that blocks my awareness of Love’s Presence. It is the form that draws my attention. I have been...
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