What if our desires were always becoming reality, even the ones hidden from ourselves? Would we retreat in fear of unintended consequences, or consciously embrace the creative process? Perhaps true manifestation begins not with choosing the perfect desire, but with entering the unknown, facing ourselves, and learning through what unfolds.
Tag Archives: fear
Seeking connection
Over the years, I’ve searched for connection in quiet, indirect ways, through photography, writing, social media, and simply being there for others. Lately, I’ve begun to wonder whether connection requires something more from me: the willingness to reach outward, risk discomfort, and say the thing I’m afraid to say.
Recognizing Patterns: Overcoming Panic
Two problems arrived in the mailbox, but so did their answers. By noticing my familiar rush into fear and allowing my mind to quiet, practical solutions appeared almost immediately. It made me wonder how often life places answers directly before us, while panic keeps us from recognizing what is already there.
Rediscovering Innocence: A Father’s Perspective on Growing Up
Watching a child grow is both beautiful and bittersweet. Their innocence does not disappear; it becomes layered beneath fears, memories, and hard-won armor. Perhaps growing up is less about losing the child within and more about entering a cocoon, where transformation quietly prepares us to emerge free once again, whole.
The Same Ground, New Eyes
I worked my way into a Director position many years ago and with that role comes its own gifts and challenges. One of the rewards is that I am no longer responsible for day-to-day schedules, call-offs, and employee disputes. Now, just ahead of me, the manager is going on vacation, leaving me to cover forContinueContinue reading “The Same Ground, New Eyes”
The Aliens Were Never the Enemy: How I Learned to Talk to My Body
For years, recurring nightmares of aliens terrorified me awake; hyperventilating, drenched in sweat. But something shifted. In a recent dream, when panic surged, I simply chose to breathe. The fear dissolved. What I discovered next wasn’t mystical; it was practical, embodied, and transformative.
The Fear beneath the Fear
I had done so much work to stop fearing negative outcomes that I hadn’t noticed a more refined fear still living underneath: the fear of not getting the outcome I preferred. I was no longer clinging to catastrophe, but I was still clinging to authorship.
Fear of Change
Something shifts inside when we remember there is nothing to truly fear… When we remember that, just like the older woman did…fear loses its sting…And yet, I’ve spent so many moments in my own life wanting to change, only to grip tightly to what was familiar.
Fear is the Gateway
As I relinquished control, slowed down, and trusted, the world did not end. Instead, things fell into place.
Active Imagination Part 1 of 2: The Old Man
I had felt compressed for days, like I was collapsing in on myself. Something churned in the background, just beyond reach. Like I was fighting something, but what? There was a visceral even, physical response to this pressure. My muscles became sore, and my neck seemed to crystalize. What was this? It felt connected toContinueContinue reading “Active Imagination Part 1 of 2: The Old Man”