Freeing ourselves from false fears!

I’ve just finished painting this shamanic drum of an ancient Mayan king and his captive.

On one level it shows a triumphant king, spear in hand, standing triumphant over his captive, who sits cross legged, bites his thumb and bleeds at the chin in both deep terror and supplication.

Yet, I was also reflecting upon how we often cower in terror in the face of false power - politicians, family members and the projections within our own psyche, rather than forming a conscious, potentially heart opening relationship with them.

How would it be to stand up and gently gaze upon this false king from the wellspring of your own inner power?