I met a dragon* last night. Thing was scaly, with talons and spikes.
You know what I was told to do when I was staring open mouthed and apprehensive? Touch it. Pick it up.
I was thinking: Are you nuts. Dragon has scales! Talons! Spikes! It's teeth could rip my finger off!
I picked one up anyway. (After some convincing of course.)
And guess what? The scales weren't that rough. The talons curled around my finger (in a nice way). The spikes were all for show - they were rubber and bendy. The dragon didn't even have teeth!
It wasn't so bad.
That's kind of like life too. Sometimes we're terrified just by looking at what's in front of us. Our fear paralyzes us. The worst thing? Sometimes our dreams seem so big and unreachable they may as well be fire-breathing dragons with claws as big as your head.
But if we just reach out and grab whatever's terrifying us (unless it's your boss or another person because no one wants sexual harassment charges!) we just might find out, it isn't as awful as we thought it would be.
Have you ever magnified your fear of something so much that you made it out to be way worse than it ever was? Have you faced any of your fears lately?
*More specifically, a Bearded Dragon.
Also this is my 100th post. I can't believe I've written a hundred of these things and people actually read them! Thanks for being here guys!