Go with the flow
Don’t resist the current
Float along this river
With the spirit of the serpent
Let it take you places
Your fears will not go
Uncertainties are adventures
Where we experience growth.
Every action that we take
Creates a reaction for the make
Taking us on a path
Of scenic routes or hell’s wrath.
“Do I stay or do I go?”
“Be like water, trust the flow?”
“Will I like the path I choose?”
“Will I win or will I lose?”
Questions lurk in opportunity
Fear is cloaked in security
Outcomes may be best in thought
Missing answers in blind spots.
While the mind is loud in worry
The heart is speaking in a hurry
To try to quiet the void noise
And help us make the right choice.
“You have made intentions clear
Let go of all doubts and fears
Just let go, I’ll lead the way
Trust in all of the words you pray.”
By definition, FEAR is “a distressing emotion aroused by impending danger, evil, pain, etc., whether the threat is real or imagined; the feeling or condition of being afraid.” For me, fear is the drunk friend who I need to send to rehab so it can come back and experience life sober. I have allowed for this friend to hang around for a long time. Giving it shot after shot of tequila and keeping it obliterated so life never looks completely possible. I stumble with it and instead of allowing it to pass out and sleep, I carry it around with me to my next chapter and feed it some more. There are also people that come around who help me keep my friend wasted and who actually enjoy seeing my friend and I attached and co-dependent. They introduce me to their drunk friends who apparently they carry around as well. The distraction of the lush never allows for me to attend to what I truly want in life. It keeps me in its fog and drains the life out of me. It convinces me that if I just let it sleep to sober up, I will not be able to survive without it. It has persuaded me that life for me is only supposed to be a struggle and the only way to get through it, is to carry the drunk around with me so I feel protected and prepared. However, I also have another friend named FAITH. FAITH is pure and honest. It makes sure I stop to smell the roses and joins me on long walks to make sure I am taking in what life has to offer. It listens to every single word I say and tells me everything I wish for, I will achieve. It opens my heart so I may pour it all out while filling it right back up again with the most sobering love. It has been knocking on my door for a while, but FEAR has made me keep FAITH outside, never allowing it to come in but waiting patiently. Until now!! I put fear on a plane to the best rehab one can go to. It’s probably doing deep meditative yoga right now and kicking itself in the ass for not sobering up sooner. As for FAITH and I, well, we are moving along very nicely and wish FEAR all the best.