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I am hiding.
I’m in plain sight but hiding.
My eyes hold too much light.
They want to close and sleep and not think.
My mind is crashing with fragments of thought
– rolling and tipping and fixing and ruling.
I’m standing still but I’m running.
Fear has ingredients. It isn’t just it’s own thing. A baby will crawl without hesitation over a glass floor with a deep drop beneath it. A toddler will not… their depth perception has developed and they’ll have had some experience now with falling.
Continue reading “Deconstructing fear”
The most terrifying teacher in my school life was a relief teacher in Grade Three. She was the antithesis of the most beloved, gentle, beautiful teacher of my entire school life – the main teacher also of Grade Three, who The Terrifying relieved for when The Beloved went on maternity leave.
Continue reading “Written tone of voice”
I have been thinking much on fear in the last few months… the fear of the Lord, the fear of man, fear as an emotion/feeling, and the rightful and wrongful places it holds in our lives.
Continue reading “Fear as a verb”