Without Fear
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Hello friends, I’m in the woods right now, with a group of friends, both old and new. There are deer here, small, gentle ones with large ears. The deer keep their distance, but not so far that I cannot read the glint in their eyes, or catch the curious fan of those ears. These deer are not tame. They just live in a world where the potential for harm is slim. For deer to live so unafraid means this is a sheltered place. A place they have learned to be slightly wary of the lumbering, two legged beasts, but not afraid. That led me to this morning’s thought. A tiny poem, if you will: Wishing you a window Onto a world Unclaimed by Fear. What would our lives look like if there were fewer threats to our being? What would our lives look like if our internal fears—cultivated by past experiences, trauma, or our current conditions—were allowed to calm themselves? If we were allowed to be alert and sometimes slightly wary, but not needing to bolt or hide? What would our creativity look like then? Our confidence? The way we carry ourselves in the world? Those are my questions on this misty morning in the woods of Northern California, as friends and relative strangers waken around me, trundling in for coffee or tea. Wishing you well today, wherever you are. Best wishes — Thorn My Kickstarter launches on Monday. This will be a short one—twelve days only—for my 20th anniversary revised edition of Evolutionary Witchcraft, and my new book, Stars of Power. If you click on this link, you’ll be notified upon launch. And I’ll remind you again next week.
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T. Thorn Coyle
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