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“Be grateful for whatever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.” ~Rumi
Anxiety—a frequent, uninvited visitor.
It hovers; it comes and goes. It underlines. It overpowers. It stops you in your tracks. It pursues you as you run away.
My anxiety’s appearance is often marked by a buzzing, electric-charge energy. I used to jokingly compare it to a predatory yellow jacket. They used to terrify me. Since I was stung too many times, this insect was definitely not on my list of BFFs.
Once I was driving my then seven-year-old daughter and her friend to school when a real-life yellow jacket began to buzz in the enclosed car space. It looked fierce and angry and armed with a vicious stinger.
Repressing my panic, I pulled the car over.
“Okay, girls, there’s a yellow jacket in the car. I’m going to open the doors and we’ll all exit quickly!”
My daughter’s friend Evie remained in her seat. With a quiet calm, she extended her finger, beckoning the insect to alight upon it. When it did, she welcomed its arrival with a smile and escorted it outside.
The yellow jacket flew off.
“All you have to do is treat t…
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“Be grateful for whatever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.” ~Rumi
Anxiety—a frequent, uninvited visitor.
It hovers; it comes and goes. It underlines. It overpowers. It stops you in your tracks. It pursues you as you run away.
My anxiety’s appearance is often marked by a buzzing, electric-charge energy. I used to jokingly compare it to a predatory yellow jacket. They used to terrify me. Since I was stung too many times, this insect was definitely not on my list of BFFs.
Once I was driving my then seven-year-old daughter and her friend to school when a real-life yellow jacket began to buzz in the enclosed car space. It looked fierce and angry and armed with a vicious stinger.
Repressing my panic, I pulled the car over.
“Okay, girls, there’s a yellow jacket in the car. I’m going to open the doors and we’ll all exit quickly!”
My daughter’s friend Evie remained in her seat. With a quiet calm, she extended her finger, beckoning the insect to alight upon it. When it did, she welcomed its arrival with a smile and escorted it outside.
The yellow jacket flew off.
“All you have to do is treat t…
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