Craig D. Lounsbrough

Maybe my greater fear should not be fear itself, but what I will lose should I submit to fear.

If we__e honest, what makes something impossible is not our fear. Rather, it is our indifference.

I__ not the author of my fears, but I sure feed them really well.

If your dream doesn't scare you, it's not big enough.

My life is too often driven by the fear of the next moment verses focusing on the privilege that I have the next moment.

What is fear but that __hing_ that we believed to be as powerful as it pretended to be.

The restless adventurer within me stands eye-to-eye with the fear that has stepped directly in my path. And the thing I absolutely must not do is to blink first.

Sadly, in too many cases surrender is having been __utrun_ by fear rather than having __un out_ of heart.

Ignorance is my refusal to think outside the box of my fears.

We can be seized with panic of the fall, or inspired by the potential that lies within the fall.

A life that chooses not to grow is a life that died long before it ever lived.

Too often we make it more about what stands before us, and we miss all that stands within us.

To spin the tale with great flourish but never live the tale is the power of vision strangled to fiction by the fiction of fear.

Too often it__ about what stands before us, not what stands within us.

Ignorance might be bliss, but it also has teeth.

What rubs off on me is hard to rub off. So, I__ better figure out what I rubbing up against.

Betrayal is advancing myself at the expense of the one who I committed myself to advance.

I cannot live without you. For to attempt to do so would be to rob both of us of each other, and that is thievery of the greatest sort.