If we always live
in constant fear
then we might miss
the beauty of the moment
right now, right here.

Here is the world. Beautiful and terrible things will happen. Don't be afraid.

You can't live in dread of something for long without beginning to crave it.

Thin ribbons of fear snake bluely through you like a system of rivers. We need a cloudburst or soothing landscape fast, to still this panic. Maybe a field of dracaena, or a vast stand of sugar pines—generous, gum-yielding trees—to fill our minds with vegetable wonder and keep dread at bay.

You know that feeling you get when your leg falls asleep? Well, I suddenly had that feeling in my spine. Like termites were chewing through the marrow in my backbone.

Faith is continuous courage despite the presence of fear