I’m continuing this “shyness adventure”… an oxymoron. I live the oxymoron. hilarious. Along with shyness (which I’m truly ready to shed completely) I’m an adventurous spirit. And, I’m so grateful that adventure usually trumps shyness. Adventure, and the lure of it, pushes me into getting over it. An example: I signed up for Gail Larsen’s…
I want to embrace what it means to be shy and explore what it has taught me… Shyness has taught me to listen – really, truly listen. Authentically. Present and engaged. It’s the kind of listening that is work. Active. Committed. I tune in so deeply I can feel someone’s pain…. someone’s joy. You know…
Shyness It restricts and judges and criticizes. It’s cruel. It’s numbing. It’s an instant shut down. It dulls my spirit. It tames my passion. It keeps me bound from my truth. Is it ego? Is it resistance? Is it reaction? sensitivity? weakness? It’s so tempting for me to look elsewhere to find the ‘answers’, but…