I Pass Into It

I will let the fear pass over me.

The fear must pass over me.

Let it go through me. Let it go through face to face. Let it be like a rolling wave I walk into.

I am not sucked into it. I am not swept away. I walk into it, letting it hit and roll over me. Spirit, Person, this is my moment of attention. If I let this pass by, I will never take each little piece apart concisely, exactly, with vivid clarity. Confusion follows a moment lost. The moment must be seized. We must converse, we must partner. I must trust You. I must converse with You into the wave.

I am not afraid. I will not trap and accuse myself. I will not excuse myself. I will take my tweezers, I will pick up each little piece, unflinching, precise, targeting.

Thank You, for the gift of this moment today. May all moments be so.