Very slowly I see an increase. An increase in work, in validation, in a cultivating love. I don’t want to stop but I am afraid to go. For the fear of success attacks the fear of failure, building a campfire in my mind, roasting marshmallows when it wants to. I deserve it all but the fear of success says otherwise. “You can’t have this” whispering in my mind supplying glimpses of doubt, adding wood to the fire. The space I have created in the moment shelters me and keeps me safe, grounding me from the fear of success, as I continue to whisper affirmations of greatness and my consciousness overrides the sabotaging feelings of doubt!
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