Sometimes the voices in our heads can get pretty crazy. Each of them have their own agenda and if it weren't for my daily meditation practice and coaching, I'd get swept up in them for sure. It feels like the voices in my head are always trying to sell me something and often times it's a big dose of fear and anxiety.
What I've recently come to realize, however, is that though my fear teaches me- a bunch in fact (to accept, to think, to slow down, to sit still)- it is not a prophet. This means that I don't have to believe my fear to be truth. When my fear tells me that I'm not good enough, bright enough, light enough or that things will inevitably turn to shit...I don't have to believe it. I am the master of my mind and I get to decide which thoughts will serve me.
Happy Healing Wild Ones