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Go now, if you must, but be wary of the big, bad wolf. No, not “out there” or lurking in the dark shadows of the city under paving stones or inside abandoned places, but within you as fear and doubt and a perception of lacking something when you have everything that is yours in the moment and are simply asking for more, or other. Release the trepidation and let the weight on your back, that pain in your neck and broken heart heal. And when they do, when you finally give up a need to think you’re controlling everything, you’ll fall into our hands. In our care there is no malice but only love, and we hold firm onto those who give us trust and faith, and care for them beyond all you imagine. Laugh if you want to. I’d breathe a sigh of relief.