Thirty pages from the end of The Crying Tree (see
6-29-12 post), two sentences bore into me.
“It was all too sad. Fear of loss causing more fear, more
loss.”
Isn’t fear of losing something or someone at the base of
most of our suffering? The motivation behind many of our most hurtful actions?
When fear looms for me, far too often my first impulse is to
try to take control. Centering, and
opening myself to the wisdom that I call God, is where I need to begin.
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