Feeling the fear.

I spent the day with one of my great uncles. He had Johnny Cash ask him to tour with him, but he said no. He was afraid to get on stage and that people would judge him because of his weight. The life he has is good by anybody's standard, but he had allowed his fear to consume and control his life.

That said we only see reflections of ourselves when we look at others. Our family tends to reflect, more strongly than strangers, those things we really love or hate to see.

I saw the great treasures that he has, but he forgets or doesn't use something after he gets it. He can't find it again or it is buried where he can't see it in his own chaotic plan. Now I know I don't want to have my life controlled by my organization, however I can see where a system that suits me will make my life better lived.

Don't run from or bury under piles of stuff the things you fear.
Be Sound