Fear can control me if I let it. I repress from my memory things my mind doesn’t want to think about, face, or deal with, but they are still there. My ego doesn’t want me to examine myself, my mistakes and missteps. My ego is deeply invested in my continuing in fear and self-reliance instead of acknowledging my divine nature and the inherent innocence and goodness of all creation.
When I step back from a situation and my perceptions of people and relationships, I can see my part in my struggles. I can see that I refuse to accept what is, choosing instead to ruminate about how they are not right. It is the reason for all of my struggles, failure to accept. Why on earth would I choose to dwell on how things should be when I have no control? Even forgetting that I cannot change things, why do I struggle against what is, when I know with certainty that my creator loves me and wants me to relax and be happy?