If I would be very honest, contrary to common belief, I am afraid. I’m afraid of a lot of things. I’m afraid of both lack and plenty. I’m afraid of both losing and winning. I hesitate the gamble as much as I do being careful. I doubt my weakness as equally as I would my strengths. I’m not always the strong one. I am vulnerable and penetratable. I am afraid – this I have always been.
But we carry on. At the end of the day, it is our choice to believe there is something more important than these fears. Perhaps, it is love, it is faith. Maybe it is the inner joy we find when all else fails. Nonetheless, we can muster every courage left on the system, maybe not to overcome in an instant, but enough to move forward an inch.