Shifting Intentions

I know what fear feels like: a weight in my mind and body that shows up from time to time.

Usually, every time I face the unknown, a defining event, or something that challenges the familiar.

Looking back at my life, fear has confined me to a self-centered and disempowering narrative based on worries about "my" life, "my" choices, "my" survival... all happening in "my world."

Magically, when I become busy supporting others as a therapist, teacher, or even as a stranger to another stranger, a certain level of tension lifts off my shoulders almost magically. Why is that?

Here is my answer, and I wonder what yours is:

When I surrender and am truly there for another, I forget about "me," "my," and "mine." At that moment, the world doesn't revolve around me anymore and then I feel free.