I held a baby chick in my hands.
Her down was softer than anything I had ever touched before, she was beautiful. She trembled with fear. I know that feeling.
I know how you feel.
Fear can be inescapable, ineluctable.
It can stop you in your tracks.

This fear. I know how it is to tremble, to not know from whence the next blow will come. I know you are afraid, and I can see you trembling inside, even when you’ve put on your big boy face.   I can see you are curious, but something is holding you back– something is preventing you from stepping forward into the light.

The shadows hide your face so cleverly.  I can see you, though.  Waiting, watching, praying for the sign that will allow you to move forward, to not be afraid. The difference is that I see from outside in.  I can see the big picture, the whole picture, and I realize there is really nothing to fear at all.  You cannot see it, and the risk of not knowing is enough to keep you cowering in fear until the next great moment comes along. Sadly, you do not hear me calling to you.  You are too consumed by it, in too deep to hear me say your name. I call to you.  I motion for you to follow me. I cannot stand here forever, though, my friend.  I cannot wait, I am in motion, I am not afraid.  Movement, change… they prevent stagnation.  Perhaps that is MY fear.  But it is not terror.  Rather, it motivates me, it moves me.  Remove your concrete shoes, take the first step. You can do this.  I’m right beside you.

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