Fear is a contraction. Fear wants you to stay stuck. It wants you to think about all of your mistakes, the skills you don’t think you have, the reasons your ego tells you shouldn’t take the next right step.
Fear wants to strip you of any self confidence you have, because it knows that you can’t move forward without it.
Fear wants to take away your faith in your own power, and in any higher power you are connected to.
Fear wants to keep you firmly grounded in your small self, because it secretly knows (but doesn’t want you to know) that your true self is powerful beyond measure.
And fear is terrified of you in your power.
The antidote to fear is action.
Once you move forward, proceed, engage, fear loses its grip on you.
It tries really hard to hold on, grasping and clutching at you as you start to shift.
You get slippery as you fidget a little, settling into the possibility that yes, you are going to take that step.
And once you start moving? Fear will try hard to grab you, shouting in your ear that you can’t possibly do it, this thing you are moving forward into, and who on earth do you think you are?
Because it knows.
That once you start to move, once you sit into your faith and build into your self belief, once you replace your crippling worry with even the smallest action, that it will have lost its power over you.
That you will be, finally, or at least in this small moment of momentum, beyond its grip.
So move. Go. As gently as you need to. Take even the tiniest palpable step.
But act. Move forward in the direction you wish to head.
Dispel the worry.
Keep your eyes forward, your heart open and your mind focused on what’s next.
And watch your fear slouch down and slyly slip away. Or at the very least, get very, very quiet.
And in that quietness, keep going.
