Your critic, your candle

He sits on my shoulder. Continually whispers in my ear. When I walk up a stage, he grabs me by the throat. In meetings, he reminds me of my deficiencies. He occupies the back of my head. 

He feeds on my shortfalls, doubts and fears. And, he confronts me at every corner of my life. For sure, I know his voice so well. O damn, I fear him so often.

Bottom line: But there is a way out. The choice is mine on how I handle him. I can welcome my inner critic in my life. Use him to show me the way. Because then he will disappear in a swirl of smoke.