In Day 8 Gabrielle speaks about the habit of turning to self inflicted fear when we allow ego and fear to run the show of our lives. As I have been coming deeper and deeper into the present moment on a daily and consistent basis, the interruption of fear has been so much more glaring. There had been a long (-ish) point in time where I didn't know which thoughts were real, the dark, hopeless ones or the hopeful ones. Coming into understanding of my own true nature, of that presence which is ever constant behind all the drama and struggle that can often seem to occur in daily life has proved to me many time over that it had never been about hope or hopelessness. The struggle had been about coming to recognize the fear I was continually creating in myself.
What really began finally breaking the hold that fear had in me, was the realization that fear spoke nothing of what I knew of the Divine, in fact it spoke of the world as if the Divine did not exist or as it were wishful thinking. Even in the face of an intuitive hit, my fear would try to talk it's way of our of having to make courageous choices. It would dredge up the past, as if that were real proof that my future would turn out the same...even after my circumstances had completely altered to the point where those past experiences couldn't happen again. The glaringness of my myopic ego became clearer and clearer, as I felt and responded to my guidance. Fear had seemed so real, all the feeling rolling around in my stomach, the weight on my shoulders...the experience of it had been so captivating...but it was utterly created.My fears did not exist outside my mind. And neither do yours. Click To Tweet
Don't get me wrong, fear exists in all people. But it's never, ever, really the same fear. It's never the same, because only we can create our own hell states, our own triggers, our own fear, and our own judgments and ego-stories about how and how we turned out the way we did. The judgment we make when we let fear run our lives, creates our problems, our struggles, and our pain. But an instant of clarity, an ounce for self-forgiveness for having been fearful, set us straight again.