How
can a soul find its own possibilities? Somehow it must force its way past the
probabilities and peek into the loneliness of the possible. Standing bravely
against possibilities’ closest cousin, the soul must combat Fear with
unwavering solidness firmly rooted in its own convictions. Not necessarily
oppressing the enemy but continually pressing until Fear is defeated and one
can march on into the next phase of what might be. Always aware of the many
options, the easier being to turn back to the familiar, the soul knows when t
has reached its limits yet knows not exactly what its limits are. Like a woman
exhausted from a night of labor, the soul is enabled to access far reaches of
survival to bring forth the possible.
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