Hate isn’t the opposite of love. Fear is.
Without fear, hate would struggle to exist at all.
Fear clouds the heart. It creates distance between us and the world, and sometimes even between us and ourselves.
Fear of the future.
Fear of the past.
Fear of our own thoughts and emotions.
So much fear.
I once read a question by Dr. Robert Holden that stayed with me:
Who would I be without all this fear?
Who would Yasmine be if she felt completely free? If nothing weighed her down, and nothing stood in the way of what she could build, become, or try?
It’s a simple question, but it opens a big door.
Maybe if I keep looking for the answer, I’ll find love underneath the fear, quietly waiting. 
Happy Friday 
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