Fear and anger, either individually or collectively are responses to life in which we find our lack of control - a lack that can crush what appear to be hope, faith and love. I can only believe that the end of fear's and anger's path is actually freedom - freedom from feeling the need to control, a freedom out of which true hope, faith and love can grow.

The only problem is that these paths must be traveled - there is no detour. We've been running, fighting, controlling, trying magic, etc. and all of these must run their course, and I suspect that the only influence we have on the speed of our travel is to more deeply feel that from which we run, that with which we fight, that which we control, that which we so desperately want to make disappear with the waive of a wand.