Witch Woman aka Crystal Raven

I am frozen.

I am frozen in a myriad of ways.

I am frozen with fear.

I am frozen with the fear of success and fear of failure, as a writer/blogger, as an artist, as a mother, as a person.

I am frozen with the fear that I am truly insane, just like my mother, and that people will start to realize this and laugh at me behind my back.

I am frozen with fear at the thought of taking that one last step into my spirituality, my religion, my beliefs, as I fear I will never come back.

I am frozen with fear that here, where I am, is not worth coming back to anyhows.

I am frozen with fear thinking that this is in fact it, there is no more, my potential has been maximized and I have nothing left to learn or give.

My heart, however, is almost thawed.