Usually when panic arises, we try to brush it off and occupy ourselves with something else. There is somebody very reasonable in us, who says, “This is your imagination. Everything is going to be okay. Don’t worry. Take a rest. Have a glass of milk.” But if instead you go along with the panic and become the panic, there is a lot of room in the panic, because the panic is full of air bubbles, so to speak. It is very spacious. You probably find yourself suspended in the midst of panic, which is suspended in space.
From Orderly Chaos: The Mandala Principle by Chögyam Trungpa, page 116.