Yesterday on my two mile walk I was focused on releasing fear. Since fear is captive and fireflies are captive, at least in the jar, I focused on that release.
I have always been caring for people ever since I was a child. Life gave me still more to care for, both professionally and personally. I always did the best I could, eventhough there were and are severe challenges. Fear of not doing enough for everyone in my life has taken up a larger part of my thought process that I have admitted. The person I have NOT taken the best care of is me. I hope that is about to change.
Caring for others- I didn't stop there! No! While I walk I carefully watch the dirt road to see if there are any sharp metal objects that could cause a flat tire. Invariably I find several a day and cast them to the side of the road to save my fellow travellers. Yesterday I found a piece of rebar that is embedded in the middle of the road with about two inches sticking out at an angle. This worries me. So I have a plan. I am going to paint the rebar red and hope someone with a crowbar will stop and take it out of the road. My walking stick did not work for this job.
When I retuned home I felt less fearful as I had made a plan. Making a plan, even a small plan, will help release the firefly of fear. Tomorrow I hope to pose a picture of the painted rebar. Or not. Depending...Either way, it is a start.