When a thing shows fear irrationally, it is the typical reaction for one to laugh.
When I picked up my scarf and my cat jumped I had a good moment of a chuckle.
Would one be able to make the presumption and connection then, that at some level, to someone or a variety of people, that all fear is silly?
Dolls sit and smile; they don't really hold anything.
Objects that hold nothing, do nothing, and contribute nothing.
Those that hold something, so something, and contribute something.
Growing is a matter of doing; fear stops one from doing.
Relationships will testify to this.
Other than fear, what is it that stops us?
What is it that keeps us from growing?
Do we make it ourselves as well?
Or is it another choice?
Thank them perhaps?
Maybe.
Else, look at the obvious lines we don't realize we see.