As I walked through the door of the recording studio this weekend, I could feel a hand on my shoulder. I turned around only to realize that what I was feeling was that old familiar fear that somehow I would not be good enough. I have been playing guitar for a long time and have been in the recording studio many times and fear always seems to greet me at the door like an old friend wanting to be remembered. I know the feeling like an old shoe, comfortable and screaming to be replaced. Yet, I keep moving forward, setting up my amp and tuning up my guitar, breathing and convincing myself that this time will be a breeze. Even though I am a veteran musician, the knot in my gut stays put until the engineer signals “Let’s roll.” That signal is the defining moment when I choose to embrace my fear. As my friend Jimmy likes to say: “Fear knocks at the door, Faith answers, no one is there.”As soon as the music starts and the notes begin flowing, I am present and my fear evaporates. Fear is just an illusion. I am good enough. I continue to do one thing everyday that scares me and live to tell about it.