Paralyzed with Fear & Indecision

Once again, paralyzed with fear and indecision. Don't want to stay put rusting and it's known that travel creates a crisp awareness. But the fear is strong. It slithers up and asks in an acidic whisper, "Are you a fool?" "What will you do for money?" "Why can't you grow up and settle in?" "Why don't you just give up already?" "Do you really think anyone is interested in anything you have to show or say?" "What makes you think anyone wants what you have to share?" "Haven't you seen in the news how dangerous the world is lately?" "Do you really want to chance it?"

Then a faint memory of late afternoon light passing through a moving bus window curtain glimmers. You can just barely catch a glance of a strangers eyes as you both stop... for just a moment and become the same within the chaos. You make out the shape and sound of foreign late-night street echo. You're alone and wild in the desert watching the sun set as a full moon rises.

It happens this way every time. You know what you have to do, but once again you teeter at the precipice and gaze into the water below. Will it be ice cold? Will you slip and make your last mistake? Couldn't you just be just as content staying in the known?

The fear is strong, but in an instant you're mercifully reminded of what it once felt like to be free... alive... and absolutely AWAKE!

"How the Light Gets In" ~ Coral Pink Sand Dunes, Utah © 2011 Skip Hunt