There have been times that I have had an impulse to give and have hesitated too long, or tried to ignore the impulse altogether. I have always regretted it. Usually, fear was at the root of my decision.
When I felt I should give a compliment, I may have feared being overshadowed. Will they think they are better than me?
When I felt I should give encouragement, it might have been the fear of rejection. Will they question my motive?
When I felt compelled to offer support, it was probably a fear of failure. Who do I think I am? What do I have to offer?
When I felt an impulse to forgive, it was a fear of someone getting off the hook too easily. If I forgive them, they won’t get what they deserve.
When I felt I should give money, it was the fear of scarcity. Can I afford it? What if I need this in the future?
None of my fears were grounded. I could not out give the Universe.
Today, I will give without fear.