Are you afraid?
Yes, I’m afraid!
There, I said it.
Or maybe I’m just really, really busy.
When it comes to not doing things we could (or should) be doing and aren’t, does it matter if it’s fear, or busy-ness?
No.
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I admit it, I’m afraid
Tag: Fear
Does it matter if we don’t think we’re capable?
Does it matter if we don’t think we’re capable?
Yes it matters.
More than anything, really.
It’s called belief.
It will be tested and torn.
And becomes inspiring when tested and torn, um, well, when they give up and move away.
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The insidious thing that our stuff does to us until its too late
The insidious thing our stuff does to us until its too late.
Distracts us.
From our art.
From the thing we get the most joy doing, but rarely, if ever, get to do anymore.
I’m determined to keep shedding and refining the storage of things.
There can be no stopping. It comes in faster than I can keep up.
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Fear Stinks Like A
I was born and raised in a small town. Taught to fear Jesus in that same small town. A Paper Mill town, 25 miles east of Gettysburg, Pennsylvania. There was no vision of social media when I was growing up.
But there is now. Has been. For a long time. And many people continue to fear it.
Fear stinks like a Paper Mill, and after awhile, you don’t smell it anymore, even though the smell is still there.
You may think, because people can no longer smell your fear of social media, that it’s gone.
Sure.
Overwhelmed?
Overwhelmed?
Pretty close.
And you?
Let’s stick together, support one another, and stay calm during this stormy time in modern history.
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