You feel things changing, don’t you? And sometimes it’s exciting—and you can’t wait for each new day. And sometimes it’s petrifying—and you wish you had your old world back.
I understand dearest one. I feel your excitement and your fear.
And it’s okay to have both. I expect you to have both. But know this, dearest Friend, the fear belongs to an “old you.” You are not that person any more. But have compassion for that part of you. Their fear is real—to them.
I suggest sitting with your fearful self. Let them run wild with their stories of doom and gloom. Listen to them, let them play it out for both of you—the very worst case scenarios. And then take their fear—all of it—and place it in a bubble of light. And watch it float away.
Assure the fearful you that you do, indeed, have it handled. And let them go off in peace.
Meanwhile, dear Friend, imagine your wildest dreams without the burden of fear. Will this handle your fear forever and completely? Likely not. But it will free you—for a while—to soar. And your soaring excitement is exponentially more powerful than your very worst fears.
I do love you so. The depth of love I have for you is immeasurable, inconceivable, and inexpressible. And it is here for you to bask in, to become stronger in and to find peace in—any time you desire. Simply think of me, and ask…
Always and forever in love with you,
P.S. I am very proud of you Friend. The way you seek wisdom and honor truth, as well as your hunger for growth and change (which I know is scary) is nothing short of remarkable.