Consciousness brings fears. Our brains are gates of comfort zones. At least mine is like that. I have fears. Shameless to admit that. Also, I handle my fears poorly. I, autism child. But fortunately I recently have received ways to manage fears.
Amazingly I heard this from a man. He said the best story he has ever had was when he drew a cartoon for a little girl who was about to die for cancer. The little girl passed away but her stories were published as a book. She picked the cartoon from this man and put a note "I see your cartoon as a magic carpet drive. I wish all children can take this drive. No fear about destination. Just ride. The carpet knows your heart. Close your eyes."
I sensed a hope after hearing this story. Hey fears. I have choices? Close my eyes and set my foot on the carpet.
