Fear can be an energy-robber…a predator that squashes your enthusiasm… something dark hobbling behind you wherever you go… on occasion heading you off at the pass… waiting there for you, to remind you in case you should start to get too comfortable. The faster you run, the faster it runs. Maybe it’s time to just stop, take a deep breath, and confront it. It might be easier than you thought… it might be worse. No one said it has to work out. But at least you faced it. And can move on without constantly looking over your shoulder.