Early morning prayers and letting go

The sun is shining right into my face. Below, there's fog. Above, blue sky. It'll be a gorgeous day.

I've already said my prayers. Mostly for inspiration and solid intuitive ideas throughout the day. Freedom from anger and fear.

I've decided to drop more of my self-pity and my preoccupation with myself. I'm using up my energy for those worries, when I really need my attention and my thoughts and inspirations for my writing, and for just having a good time.

What better deal can you get? Dump the useless stuff, get a great time in return.

So, why is it so hard to let go? Fear, ego, negative self - that "gang" is losing its influence. And it's using both barrels to defend its position. I suddenly get the crazy idea that I can't solve any problem without a big dose of fear and worry.

It's a vicious circle. Fear creates more fear. If I try to raise above it, I get a fantasy about an imminent desaster that makes "apocalypse now" look good.

I have to make a conscious decision to let that nonsense go, and then ask for all the help I can get.

And frankly, it helps to be just sick and tired of it.

I also have to be willing to accept the good things that show up in the empty spots. Nature abhors vacuum, remember? You can't drop anything bad without getting something good for it. And THAT, folks, is really hard to do.

Maybe some more prayers are in order :)