My days are quiet in the expectation and exhaustion, but fears are letting charges accumulated on the inside.
things when they are expressed are turning into snowballs thoughts and feelings as they roll accumulate more material, to get a lump in her breast.
Last Saturday I invited someone to sit with me and listen. Every fear, every anxiety or empty feeling when you see him with words takes on a dimension, say, more human, more easy to tackle.
was even younger when I read a lot of Richard Bach and I remember one of his phrases is "facing your fears, Challenge her to do the best we can and when they try, cut them pit. .. " " Every corner you fear, is disguised as air sheer hell. "
And another of Coehlo, Flange. "the night is just part of the day ... can feel equally protected by the light in the darkness."
And while that last sentence sounds odd especially since the book is about a witch, the same idea is in Psalm 139 which says that God is equally clear that light darkness.
But the easiest way to be brave is appropriate to find someone who tell him the things of the heart.
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