I did it again today. I let fear dictate my thoughts and actions and I wound up selfish, self-protective, and self-consumed. Why do I continue to think that if everything in my outer world is just like I want it that this will somehow make everything alright inside me? Why do I try to control the outer elements of my world as if all this just-so-ness will make my world safer and manageable?
Fear makes me want control. In obvious scenarios, but also - very sneakily - in senseless little scenarios. Control means self-centeredness. And trust me, it's not pleasant to be around.
Just keepin' it real with you, folks.
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