The Unknown

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Why am I so scared to try sometimes? To actually put myself out there?

It's because even though I am bold and don't care about what anyone thinks of me;

Am I scared they will see the deepest parts,, the realest and most raw parts of myself; completely unfiltered; and turn me away?

Yes.

Am I scared they will reject me?

I don't like to admit it, but yes.

But who isn't?

I will keep trying and loving and living even if they might reject me.

I am grateful I get to live.

Why do I allow myself to be stunted so bad by the idea of failure?

In the end, I get to try again. There are no limits to how much you can try or put yourself out there.

Maybe it's because, the person in my head, I can control. I know what the people, society and the crowds say; or think; or feel about me;

because I get to choose what they think; feel; do and say;

I am aware of all this.

And yet, I let myself be my own worst enemy.

Why? I know why.

That big thing so many of us see as a threat; even though it's not.

The Unknown.

'The Unknown' what bigger buzzwords in the history of humans inter-personal mind is there?

The buzzwords that can make eyes seem to glaze over because someone is all of a sudden stuck in their own mind.

Make someone's eyes dart around, thinking; who knows what.

Sometimes you get to see a sheepish grin and loving smile; played on someone's lips.

The Unknown.

I have always known growth happens outside of my comfort-zone;

And I know that, that's where all the magic seems to happen.

It does, but it most importantly takes place in you.

The Magic. The Mystical.

The Unknown.

So I'll start.

The Unknown will never hurt me. It loves me; and it is of pure high vibrational love.

So there is nothing to be scared of.

Only good comes of letting go.

So, even when it scares me; beyond all reason:

I am trusting and surrendering to the high vibrational, unconditionally loving; and divine mother goddess guided grace:

Unknown.

I love myself.

So this,, is good for you.

Trust yourself.

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