Wednesday, March 25, 2009

It seems that one of the most crippling feelings is fear, insecurity mixed with fear. Right now I'm afraid. Almost cripplingly afraid of not succeeding in what I came here (here being Portland and here being my life right now)

I'm writing. But it is as if I am afraid of my work and don't spend the time finishing it. I'm making friends but sometimes shy away from connecting to them. I've gotten a job but worry I'm not good enough for it.

I guess we all have these fears. (it seems I've heard rumors of such things) But how do we get past having our fears drive who we are and how we behave and move to being defined by the very things we are afraid we won't be able to do?

I hope so delicately I'm afraid the strings will break.
But with a bit of fine tuning, maybe my song will play.