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…
I’m shy. I’m admitting it. It was probably some years ago that I admitted it before. And, yes. I’m still shy. At 40. It’s been a long journey. Some years easier than others. And, with my admission of shyness I want to explore it deeply. I have so many questions that I haven’t really…
January 16, 2011 Bowl #3 – honouring our Grandmothers The joy, commitment, and love of a grandma…
