On fear

A thousand emotions light up in me. I have been here before and I am here again. An opportunity exists for real transformation, for real change, and I find myself frozen with fear. Hello my old friend. We are here again. We sit and stare at each other. I offer no judgement or desire to fix this, instead, we simply sit with each other. We sit together for what feels like an eternity. We sit and stare; time passes until even time stops. Suddenly something starts to change, at first a simple and ever so subtle glimmer and then a realisation that I am not separate from this fear. THAT IT IS ME AND I AM IT. That no one witnesses and no one experiences this fear. That, can there even be fear if no one is there to know it or experience it? Instantly, the edifice of the two collapses, it dies, and there is only this. This moment, this instant, this aliveness, this being. This knowing, this birthright, supposedly lost but always here. This shining, resplendent and magnificent moment. This is all there is.