[The following wonderful poem was kindly shared with us by Judith Froemming. You can find many more sparklikng gems by Judith on her blog Formerly Serious Philosophy. If you are as moved by Judith's poetry as we are, you can let her know by clicking on the 'Like' button or leaving a comment at the bottom of this page. You can sign in to the comments widget using your Facebook or Google accounts or just leave a message without signing in. Enjoy!]

Until I befriend my fear,
she will not be my friend
and teach me
The Way
to sit quietly,
in the dark,
to hear
my own breath,
and my own answer.

Judith's Blog: Formerly Serious Philosophy

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