"Boggarts like dark, enclosed spaces, wardrobes, the gap beneath beds, the cupboards under sinks…
“What is a boggart?” Hermiones put up her hand.
“It's a shape-shifter,” she said. “It can take the shape of whatever it thinks will frighten us most....”
“The boggart sitting in the darkness within has not yet assumed a form. He does not yet know what will frighten the person on the other side of the door. Nobody knows what a boggart looks like when he is alone, but when he is let out, he will immediately become whatever each of us most fears."
That was my wake up call. I could see that what I was afraid of was simply a product of my own fearful thinking. Just saying that was funny.
The idea that popped into my thinking was, "Perfect love casteth out fear".
So my first job was to make sure that the boggart had no place to hide in my thinking. Light, that was my key, to know that the light of Love could shine into every mental nook or cranny.
I shined the flashlight of love into my thinking, and the fear dissipated. The boggart of error now had no place to hide.
It had taken a shape that was the most fearful to me. When I saw that, it made me giggle. I felt so empowered, so free from fear.
Mortal mind cannot grow or flourish where it is not feared. I was sooooo free from worry. The happiness I felt was simple and clear. I knew for sure that "There is no spot where God is not."