As that thought flashed this morning, I felt it to be true...with the following qualifier: Probably true if I let it be. Ah, there's the rub. Trust and do the next reasonable thing rather than trying to prove it in my head.
I suspect I need to let anxiety lead me just as it did originally...in 1970-something, when I sat in the middle of my bed sobbing in fear of losing my mind, and I finally wailed, "Come on then...take my mind, get it over with," or words to that effect. I truly believed I was going to go running out of my place, ripping my clothes off, foaming at the mouth. I sat and waited...and nothing happened. Except my mind changed.
In looking back I remember and fully realize that was my first surrender to anxiety...and the oh-so-slow awakening to the reality that anxiety has no power when we fight it not.
Ah...lesson learned: Nothing does. Nothing has power when we fight it not. Resist not evil realized.
Ah...lesson learned: Nothing does. Nothing has power when we fight it not. Resist not evil realized.
Those are no longer just words, they are my walking-around Truth...my breath of life. Resist not evil finally made mine. This is not new news to me...it is remembered truth and still gold.
I will forget, I will remember.
Thank you.
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