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A beautiful piece, Ashley. Admitting fear IS freeing! I had a yoga teacher who talked about letting fear ride in the car, in the back seat or MAYBE the passenger side, but NOT DRIVE IT. I've always returned to that bit of wisdom and it's helped. xox

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I grew up on the east coast fairly close to the beach, and, since I was a little girl, storms have scared me as well. It isn't so much the rain, but wind, thunder, and lightening. Something about those three things are just so humbling because of how powerful they are. Come to think of it, they make me feel really small, which isn't unusual, but just different compared to other things that can make a person feel small. Anyway, my parents used to place bets on how long it would take for me to come into their room and hop in the bed with them or just lie on the floor of their room. It is funny I never had to say that I was scared. It was known. I still do this to this day, as a woman in her mid twenties. I don't have a partner, but I am grateful for friends who send messages of comfort when they know it is storming where I am. There is a power in admitting fear, and I am growing in that. But, there is also some comfort in knowing that with some people, you don't have to say anything because they just know.

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