I am love. Nothing else. It is all completely binary. Everything is either love or fear. I am not my physical body. This thing is something I was given to take care of while I maneuver through the physical world reminding the other pockets of love that they are not their physical bodies nor their fear. Fear does share this vessel with me at times and takes over the actions and emotions of my body, but only when I have forgotten who I am. Remembering is the hardest part because it means realizing that every second we lived outside of that reality was a lie, and we are too often outside of it for too many seconds to count. It is worth the pain to remember. Every time we choose to embrace our pain and learn from it, we remember more fully who we are. Putting up walls in order to shut out fear ultimately only prolongs our identity crisis and makes fear push even harder so it can get in and do its job. However, if you choose to stay in the present and pay close attention to fear while holding the understanding of your true identity, you will find it to be perhaps the greatest teacher, constantly throwing you back on course and pointing out where you have lost focus. Because of its ability to grant clarification, I would argue that you do not need to fear fear itself. Doing so will only prolong your process of remembering. Respect it as you would a trustworthy teacher. Come to it with an open mind, eager to learn. We’re all so hungry for remembrance, and fear knocks at the door like a Favor runner. Answer the door as such.