I awoke this morning to the feeling of fear, unusual for me but also unmistakable. Usually I just do my best and have faith that things will work out — a feeling of love and well being. I immediately thought that I was losing my connection to God, which would be very unpleasant for me. Then my fear switched to finances, then something else and I remembered that I used to call it “galloping fear”, due to its ability to go from one thing to another. Time to contemplate and figure out what I was afraid of. I realized that today I was preparing to begin returning to my “normal” activities and begin fazing out of the isolated, monastic life of the last year. I was beginning a change in my activity. I will take it gently and slowly.
