9.20.2016

is fear real?

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How is my life affected by fear?

I watched an intriguing video tonight on the subject of fear as energy and how that fearful energy affects our interactions with others. He spoke of typing up a carefully crafted email and how none of our words matter, it's the energy that the recipient will feel, in this case, the energy of fear.

This got me thinking, how much fear resides within me?

If someone asked me if I thought I was a fearful person, I'd say yes. But I'd liken it to some petty anxieties. When I pushed my ego out of the way and looked deeper inside myself I saw that fear was present everywhere.

Selecting an outfit for work; fear.
Parking my car; fear.
Speaking to coworkers; fear.
Eating lunch; fear.
Answering the phone; fear.
Walking my dogs; fear.
Watching tv; fear.
Reading a book; fear.
Visiting family; fear.
Taking a class; fear.
Grocery shopping; fear.
Painting; fear.
Cuddling; fear.
Brushing my teeth; fear.
Making decisions; fear.
Etc. Etc. Etc.

Every facet of my life is somehow, to some degree, affected by fear.

Why does this happen?

I've often thought fear to be a useless emotion. In the case of survival situations where one needs to be aware of red flags for danger purposes, sure ok, but I would call that being in tune with your senses, I don't think fear is necessary there.

So why does fear exist?  The phrase, 'Feel the fear but do it anyway', is that a valid statement?

How much fearful energy have I been circulating out into my life?  Is it possible that plans I once looked forward to and ultimately cancelled were shifted out of existence because of the fear that was emanating from me, and not because the planet Mercury was moving in reverse?

Does the energy of fear make things null and void? 

Have doors shut because it wasn't truly my path or did they shut due to my fear? Is divine timing real, or do things line up and flow only when fear ceases to exist?

Can the energy of fear be lifted from ones being?

Hmm.

Much to think about.

Namaste.

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