“You must be the change you wish to see in this world.” -Mahatma Gandhi
Lately, I’ve been embracing vulnerability. My heart is consumed by the yearning desire to express love – love that intoxicates my spirit so deeply.
Often the expressions are subtle. Maybe I’ll be warm with someone who I sense is struggling, or maybe I’ll combine “I see you” eye contact with a genuine smile.
Sometimes the expressions aren’t so subtle, and I’ll share outright with someone what he/she means to me.
This love is untainted by attachment. It really does love everyone, even those who do terrible things. It never expects reciprocity.
The greatest challenge for me has been to navigate this love when there is or has been a romantic edge to it. The proverbial line drawn in the sand has washed away, and I no longer know if it’s okay to express myself.
And yet still I often do, as my filter is weak. It’s as though I want to make myself vulnerable.
Why? I haven’t a clue because it’s kind of scary.
I’ve blogged about this before, and half of the time I end up deleting the posts because vulnerability is scary. Nonetheless I’m learning to embrace it…