Eternally grateful am I
for the winds of change
that bring good fortune or bad.
It may be that I am grateful
to be challenged to reach within
to find the courage to live my days
as I’ve lived in the before times.
Turns out that the courage is not
challenging the wind, but my own
fear of impending devastation.
That fear trembles and freezes at
the same time; the fear that threatens
immediate destruction in everyday life,
that fear that only I can deal with.
The external is way beyond my abilities!
My fear is where I live ~
where my feet are ~
where my home is.
If I allow it to knock me over
then I’ll miss birthday parties,
walks in the sun or snow,
laughter with my family
and all the every day
joys and sorrows of life.
“Courage is resistance to rear, mastery of fear, not absence of fear.”
~ Mark Twain
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