Seeing Self through the Lens of Fear
And what might happen if we tried something new I have one of those friends I’ve never met. His name is Harry. I love Harry because he can see me, because he shares his wisdom w/ a dash of humor that is sometimes peppery. He makes me laugh *just* when I need it. His response to this post On Being All Grow’d up and Afraid of the dark was ‘self-compassion’. He’s absolutely right. But we have this thing, this stupid human trick, that we’ve relied upon for a long, long time.