When
I feel fearful, I often think of an old story about a guy who thought he was
surrounded by enemies, but then a friend said the mountains around him were not
full of enemies, but rather of friendly horses and riders ready to help. I need
to see those horses clearly – to see that life is way more full of friendship
and assistance than hostility and restraint. Support always surrounds me, not hindrance.
Like the guy in the story, I need to open my eyes in a new way and know the
peace and safety that always encircles me.
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