George Salisbury
My entire life I had a feeling I would be “found out.” Like I was living a secret life that belonged to someone else and one day someone would expose me and demand to know who I really am. My anxiety arose when I knew that I wouldn’t be able to tell them because I didn’t know who that ”real person” was at all.
I’ve lived my life, squished down. Living a “normal” life that is wonderful and happy in all of its convention only then shaken to acknowledge that this is not all I am supposed to be.
The fear to do something bigger, something important, was so great that I ran or shall we say drove so fast and distracted having one car crash after another for the past year, culminating in me rapping my vehicle around a pole last week. In every accident, no one but me was hurt, banged and bruised badly, but alive, spared to live another day.
Dirk Skreber
The reason, He is not allowing me to run any more; I must do bigger things and not just be ”happy.”
I am listening. Lesson learned! Enough. Fear will not keep me from finding out what it is I am here to do. I am ready to get ready to do what I’m here to do. It’s big. Oh boy, it’s big and I don’t know what it is but I’m ready to stand up and stop squashing myself down. I’m still here, starring life in the face. There’s so much of it to live. Thank you.
I’ve been found out.
