Facing fears



I love bright and beautiful mornings, when the sun's rays stream in through the blinds. It just makes the day look a lot happier and promising:) Sometimes, in the most random moments in a day, when I am doing household chores, or chopping a carrot, or walking bk home from school, I get hit with a sudden urge to take flight again. To pack my bags and go off somewhere, in search of a faraway dream. It's not like I haven't done it before. Generally speaking, I feel that fear holds us back from a lot of things. I fear a lot of things in life-from creepy crawlies, the dark, heights, the ocean (although I am terribly in love with it at the same time), alone on a trip and the list just carries on.

I'm learning, that perhaps fear is best to be overcome and conquered.

I'm afraid of heights, but I skydived.

I'm afraid of the ocean but I'm going for a 1km swim this sunday.

I'm afraid of being alone (at times) but i've packed my bags and gone out of the country alone before.

I'm not saying all this because I am brave, strong and courageous, because I am not. I'm saying all this, because...well sometimes you have to face your fears in the face. And when you finally do, you realise that it wasn't so bad, that you opened up your heart to something, and could perhaps even embrace it...

Maybe facing up to your own monsters and fears in life, is one of the things you need to do to pursue your dreams. I'm still scared, I still have fears, but I'll try God, one at a time:)