My hair stylist has a chihuahua named Lulu. Lulu and I are friends but she still barks non-stop every time I arrive. This is our routine. She approaches me shaking uncontrollably, her tail tucked between her legs. She wants to be held but still has anxiety when I pick her up. I hold her gently but securely, wrapping her in her cuddly blanket. Eventually she stops trembling and settles in on my lap.
Sometimes we are like Lulu. We get excited about something but simultaneously it scares us or makes us anxious. May we also have courage to take action and to step toward what we want despite our fears.