Fear seems substantial, real, solid.
Fear becomes a thing to me.
Fear becomes something to fear, wrestle with.
There is a separation to fear. I am here, fear there.
I try to learn about fear. Figure it out.
I try to learn how to deal with it.
I obsess slightly about fear.
I fear fear.
I see the label “fear” and know it’s just a label.
Curious about what the label “fear” refers to.
Curious about what’s really there in simple immediate experience.
Noticing that the label refers to a sensation.
Fear doesn’t exist.
1. “Fear” is a label only.
2. What “fear” refers to is something else. It’s a sensation, a set of thoughts, what happens when those thoughts are believed.
3. I cannot see fear. I cannot hold it. If I put all the fear in the world into one container, it would be empty.
Next 24 hours
–> “Fear” is a label, and refers to a set of thoughts and what happens when they are believed.
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