Worry is a strange thing.
It’s not passive. It’s not soft.
It’s wildly imaginative, emotionally consuming, and painfully persistent.
But most of all—
worry is untrusting.
Worry is imagination without trust.
It’s a vivid, creative projection of everything that could go wrong—
without the balancing weight of hope.
When I catch myself spiraling—
replaying a moment,
rehearsing what I should’ve said,
guessing what they really meant—
I have to remind myself:
this is imagination, too.
My mind is building something.
Just not something helpful.
Not something true.
That’s the lie worry tells:
that it’s productive.
That if we just think hard enough,
stress long enough,
carry it heavy enough—
we’ll somehow be ready for whatever’s next.
But here’s the truth:
Worry has no power.
It’s like centrifugal force—felt, but not actually real.
It spins fast.
But it doesn’t do anything.
And the faster it spins,
the more it pulls you from what’s actually here.
Perspective changes things.
Did they really ignore you on purpose…
or were they just distracted?
Was that silence rejection…
or maybe just someone else’s exhaustion?
Worry tells one story.
But there’s always another way to see it.
The mind doesn’t stop creating.
The question is—
what kind of story is it writing?
So here’s the thought I’m sitting with today:
What if I leaned into imagination… but built it with trust?
What if my thoughts about tomorrow
weren’t dominated by what if it fails
but grounded in what if I’m held through it anyway?
We don’t beat worry by pretending it doesn’t exist.
We just learn to shift the lens.
To tell better stories.
To anchor our minds in something deeper than fear.
And when we do that,
worry loses its grip.
Not because the future is solved.
But because the present is finally seen.
what if your imagination served your hope, not your fear?
Take a moment:
Think of one place where worry has been loud this week.
What story did it tell you?
And what would change if you rewrote it through trust?
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