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Hey friend, There’s something you need to know—something most people will spend a lifetime avoiding. Love is your greatest fear. Not death. Not failure. Not rejection. Love. This is the fear running everything beneath the surface of your life. It’s your neighbor’s fear. Your child’s fear. Your ancestor’s fear. Your partner’s fear. And it’s your fear too. This is the real game you came here to play—not to build the next great company, raise a perfect family, find success, travel the world, or even "heal." No. Those are distractions. Decoys. Side quests. The real puzzle—the sacred puzzle—is this: How do I stop being afraid of love? You don’t believe me? Let’s test it. I love you. Feel what happened just now. What thoughts came in? You don’t even know me. This is a gimmick. It’s meaningless. This doesn’t count. It’s not real. Your mind likely deflected it, mistrusted it, or dismissed it entirely. You didn’t let it in. Why? Because love, in its pure form, terrifies you. You’ve made it conditional. Performative. Earned. Logical. Justifiable. Wrapped in story and sacrifice and time. You’ve constructed elaborate gates and hoops for love to pass through—proof it must provide before you’ll allow it entry. But love isn’t complicated. It doesn’t come with a contract. It doesn’t bargain. It doesn’t demand a timeline. It doesn’t need a reason. It just is. And yet, the moment it appears, your fear machinery kicks in and starts converting it—transmuting love into fear. You do this with everything that has the potential to expand you:
You are afraid of joy. Of peace. Of rest. Of receiving. Every trauma, every conflict, every ounce of suffering you carry—beneath it is this one great fear: to receive love without condition. So what’s the solution? It’s not another lover, another dollar, another job, another supplement, another achievement. The solution is this: allow love in. But here’s the paradox. You can’t allow love in if you’re moving a hundred miles an hour. Love requires slowness. Stillness. Silence. Spaciousness. And so, the first step is painfully simple: Stop. That’s it. Stop. Stop hustling. Turn your life into molasses. Why? Because only in the stillness will you hear the lies. When you slow down, you’ll start to notice the whispers: Lazy. Useless. Behind. Broken. Unlovable. You’ll never make it. You’re a joke. What has become of you? Those whispers are the barricade. They are the resistance that’s been hiding your fear of love all along. And you can’t confront them at bullet speed. You must slow to a crawl to even notice how violent your mind has been. To witness how deeply you’ve feared being held. How completely you’ve rejected your own tenderness. Because the truth is: you are already the carrot. There is nothing out there to chase. Love isn’t waiting at the finish line. Love is trying to enter right now. But you must stop long enough to hear the knock. With love, P.S. If this message resonated with you, here are a few ways to walk this path beside me:
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Real-world insights for moving from fear to love in business, relationships, and self-worth. Wisdom from a recovering persuasion expert learning to live, lead, and negotiate with truth.