Why is it you fear the dark so much, the shadows, those things that move on the edge of your peripheral vision?
Is it because you expect them to be waiting, to be stronger than you and all the faith you have fostered over the decades?
Is it because you imagine yourself to be utterly powerless?
Where is your God?
Who is it that rules your universe?
And why does she have such limited influence over your life?
Don’t you know, that fear is the biggest magnet in the universe, second only to love?
Will you not sit down with me because you fear who and what may show up in both the silence and the noise?
It is just you my love, it is only you who will show up. In all your pain, suffering, joy and laughter.
You are scared that your soul will crack open and all hell will flood in.
But don’t you ever wonder, what else may be released?
Don’t you ever wonder, what greatness has been waiting an eon, to finally be birthed?