What’s the worst that could EVER happen?
That’s it.
That’s where the buck ultimately stops on all worst-case scenarios. In the end, that’s what makes every scenario “bad.”
Whenever I’m defending against anything - like someone coming into my house and taking all my stuff - I’m ultimately defending against feeling bad about it. I’m defending against living a life where I don’t love what is.
Whenever I’m afraid of anything - like falling from a roof and being impaled on the fence - I’m projecting a future where I’m not okay with what has happened. All fear is about projecting a future where I don’t love what is.
I used to think there were certain reactions that ALWAYS followed from certain events. I don’t believe that anymore.
Now I believe that the quality of an event follows my opinion, not the other way around.
There is no such thing as a good or bad event until I form an opinion.
First an event happens, then I have an opinion, which then makes the past event become good or bad. Before the opinion, it’s just an event. After the opinion, it’s a “beautiful” event or a “terrible” event. The nice thing about that is that when my opinion changes, my past changes instantly.
I have nothing to fear but my own negative opinion.
Ever.
If I’m having a negative opinion I don’t want to carry anymore, I can question what I’m thinking and believing and see if it’s really True.