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We all have our insecurities. Some are constant: Is my writing good enough? Others temporary: Can i borrow a hat? My hair looks like something the cat coughed up. Still others are recurring. You know the ones I’m talking about, the life changes that, while inevitable, still manage to sneak up and bite us on the ass?

As I mentioned last week, I’m moving in July, traveling from Atlanta up the Eastern Seaboard to Massachusetts. I’m big on change and shaking things up, so I don’t mind a move—well, apart from the miserable packing and unpacking part of the deal. I’m thrilled for the opportunity to explore an unfamiliar city, meet new people, and escape suburbia. (I’m convinced Hell is a suburb, and summer in Atlanta does little to dispel this theory.)

Still, there’s a nagging tug of insecurity at the back of my brain. How will the move turn out? What if my muse decides to stay in Atlanta? I haven’t seen where I’ll be living. Is there even room for a desk? What if my agent loses my new phone number—on purpose? How will I ever find an über-fabulous hairstylist like I have here?

Each one of these insecurities is based on the unknown. They are the byproduct of change and rooted in a fear of what lies ahead. Confession: when a major life change is at hand, fear of what the future holds makes me want to run and hide until it’s safe to come out.

Fear is a natural emotion. We can try to hide from it, but it’s far better to face fear and make it work for us. (Speaking of fear, check out Jyoti Mishra’s excellent post on fear here.)

Regardless of whether you are pitching your novel or pitching a game of softball, if you begin to fear the storm ahead, if your instincts are telling you to run and hide—don’t listen! Embrace your insecurities, push panic aside, and finish the game.

Then what?

Pop that umbrella, my friend, and dance in the rain. Dance as if you mean it. Dance like you’ve never danced before.