Liberation...

is a feeling I'm becoming more and more sensitive to. When I feel it, I know what must be done, left behind, or pursued. When I ignore that feeling out of fear, I dull my awareness of what I truly desire, I feel lost and as though my actions do not matter. If I act on it, I feel empowered, at peace and happy. I feel its pull, its sweet whisper, but I also hear fear's voice... telling me that I am a disappointment, a failure, and a talentless creature. It tells me if I do not finish things I start and fulfill expectations, I will be miserable and vulnerable and there will be no help for me when times are hard. Fear says that people don't have sympathy for those who shun tradition and chase windy dreams.

But my soul knows that this is the voice of something that wants to see me paralyzed in a cold mechanical life that is predictable and profitable.

I don't want to numb myself to my true desires and dreams. Fear of failure is the one that will have to go, it can scream as loud as it wants...I'm not listening.

-n