My sister was sharing with me today and gave an illustration of something.
You are sitting down or just on a platform of a train station. You are just watching one train after another passing you. They do not stop at all. Just zoom past.
Then within you start to sense fear. Or you sense rejection, or you sense guilt, or you sense aloneness, or even a thought of ending your life. Or maybe hate towards another person. You look at the next train on its way towards the station. It has a word on it. And has the train gets closer and it is going slower too, you see the word plastered on the train in big bold letters. ( mine is fear) The big bold letters spell fear on the train in my life at the moment. And I am feeling a little fear, not hugely. But I sense it there. And I recognise it. I don't bury it deep within me or pretend it is not there.
I now see the train with the big bold letters has stopped at my station. It is a nice looking train. And looks inviting. Now I can simply choose to get on that train, find a comfy seat and away I go. And allow that train of fear to take me wherever it wants. Once you are on the train, the inside is dark and ugly. And the fear can grow.
Or simply I can refuse to get on that particular train.
Anyway I may have got some of the story mixed up.
But I am choosing to let that fear train go. I am not getting on it. I don't want it to grow.
And as I keep refusing to jump on that fear train it stops less and less at my station. I mean there is no point of it stopping as no one is jumping on it. I learn to keep refusing. And I have no desire to get on it.
Eventually it just zooms past like all the other trains. I may still get an inkling of fear, because it is still approaching me. But it does not control me. I have a choice.
So yeah I am letting the fear train go.