I wrote this as some sort of comforting hymn to myself, one night when I couldn’t shake off that fear… I go back to read it, as a reminder of how fear is nothing but a small sensation in your chest. And if you practice and stay persistence, you can learn to turn it around to excitement. Fear Is The Thing, My Dear by Charlotte Eriksson But if your heart doesn’t have any fear it will cease to grow in time for fear is the thing, dear. Fear is the thing that makes the heart pump, eyes open and mind swell, and fear makes the safety worth chasing. Adventure awaits on the other side of that fall, in that fall, and if you knew the outcome of each and every thing the point would cease to be. Fear is the thing my dear. Fear is the thing that makes the heart grow. Charlotte Eriksson : When I was 18 years old I left my home in Sweden and moved all by myself to London to go after my...
Women's Spiritual Poetry