I’m sure that fear is necessary. It helps you see the stakes for what they are. It allows you to gauge the importance of things, moments, people. It reminds you of the frailty of feelings, even the strong ones – how things shift and flip and transform all the time and without notice.
Fear has the capacity to remind us to be intentional and to be present and aware, but that’s challenged by its ability to be completely paralyzing. It has this power to turn us all into cowards.
So, I’m trying to make a habit out of bravery.