FULLY EMBODIED
To be known, to be seen let alone call attention to myself, that has always seemed like a dangerous proposition. Better to hide, I told myself, better to be silent, blank and unknowable.
But it’s time to strip naked.
To be laid bare is to be vulnerable, and to reveal self is to be judged. Yet in the same breath I desire connection and validation, I want to make my minds matter a matter of many minds.
I can not do that by hiding. I can no longer tuck myself away. It does not make me a fortress - it leaves me impoverished. The stings of judgment, true or imagined, are glancing blows, whereas the shame of self-loathing cuts much deeper.
By this and starting now I will embody myself, flat backed and foot forward.
There is no room left to hate, no room for fear. We are only one, may we sing to many.
