Fear of New Beginnings

Do you ever fear starting something new in life? I do! I find the fear of beginning something that never goes away. Somehow I cannot train myself not to fear anymore. I tried different methods and implemented the teachings of the best self-help gurus. I am trying to trust God in everything. I am telling myself a lot of affirmations. I start the day positively but then fear adverse outcomes.

Actually, I am not a stranger to brave new adventures. Learned to drive a Ural motorbike with a sidecar at 12 years old. After several kilometres, I was exhausted and crying big tears but was holding on to the handlebar and trying not to show it to my dad.  Was in the Soviet military; also guilty of participating in smuggling operations to communist East Germany and the USSR; started a new in three different countries with all that it entails, like language, culture, jobs and friends; started a charity in a foresight land; had plenty of treats to my life; had health issues that brought me close to death; to name a few.

Now looking back at most of my life experiences, I wonder how did I actually survive and even prosper. Most of the time, I did not possess adequate information, was naive and acted unwisely. I do attribute all of that "success" to the mercies and the benevolence of a good God. Maybe He still has fun watching me bumble along life and trying things out.

So this blog that I am starting is one of those daring attempts again. I do want to write about the goodness of God, good nature, good people, experiences, tools and habits I find helpful and my great wife. (There is a browny point for me!)

My posts are original and not cleansed by any proofreader or editor—just me writing. English is my third "mother tongue," so please be patient with me. But you get unfiltered thoughts.  I will appreciate comments, responses and suggestions anytime. Enjoy.