की ओर · Toward
Fear at its full size. The training is not to run from it. It is to walk toward it.
If something black is near you, a thread or a cloth, tie it on your wrist. Black is Bharata's colour for bhayānaka. Or begin as you are.
First the body, later the voice, later still only inside. Any of them, any time; nothing is locked.
You went toward it, and it turned to light.
Every road ends at śānta, the centre. That road is there for another time.
Why this
Bharata shows a feeling in four ways, the four abhinayas: by the body (āṅgika), by the voice (vācika), by what is worn (āhārya) and from within (sāttvika) (Abhinayadarpaṇa 38; Ghosh 1957). This practice goes through them from the outside in.
Fear in Bharata is quick, its voice fast and low (XIX.43 and XIX.58 to 59), its colour black (VI.42 to 45) and its note dhaivata. So the sound that waits in the dark is low, and the note it turns into is Dha on the flute.
Gajendra, the king of elephants, fought in the lake until his strength of mind, body and spirit was spent (Bhāgavata 8.2.30). Then he lifted a lotus in his trunk and called, with difficulty, and the Lord came at once (8.3.32 to 33). The voice door is that call.
Nothing is lost by moving away: the sound only waits. Walking toward it is the whole practice. How near counts as near is ours. Nothing you do here is kept or sent.