Pop Went The Weasel
“What if the thing you really feared happened? Would the joy you hold pop? Or would you experience love and joy deeper than you can imagine?” Wow. What if the thing you feared happened? Would the joy you hold pop? These two sentences alone interrogate me. These two sentences alone reveal a journey I found myself on. Facing my fears, moreover encountering my fears, because “facing your fears” requires courage and that was not the case, and letting my joy pop was an ugly experience. I haven’t been on here for a while, probably because I couldn’t face what I was really going through. I desperately needed to get to a place where I could and would choose to be real about it. In every area. Isn’t it crazy how you always have a choice in every situation? Whether you entered the situation willfully or not, you still get a choice in your response despite the origin of your circumstance. Recently, I found myself in the midst of one of my greatest fears and it had to do wit