Vulnerability is a form of strength. Especially for powerful women.
Sometimes when I express my deepest, raw vulnerability.....
I feel badly for being so enthusiastic about my authentic vulnerable nature
I feel that the blessing of it, becomes a curse
Feeling so much, not hiding
It is not so
I’m discovering that this is one of my greatest strengths
This is my journey into accepting,
Honouring
The full scope of my being
Vulnerability breeds compassion
It allows others the chance to witness,
And show up as a supportive ally
Authenticity reveals the truth in your connections
Like a clam out of its shell, being vulnerable can feel dangerous
Like you’ve given up your hard outer shell,
To feel the breeze in the wild world
Of unexpected twists and turns
It is living fully. Living deeply, madly, embodied in what is subjective truth
But that doesn’t make it easy
Accepting myself has been, and is, a journey
No one ever said it would be easy to live a life committed to feeling fully alive
Exposing that inner tenderness, without expectation or attachment
Of what others may think, or see
It is foolish to take in judgments as any form of my personal truth
Devastating, it is, to see people struggle with sharing their real selves
In a world where being fake seems safer then risking being seen fully
Disconnected from our ability to receive love and support,
Or to even be witnessed in a tender, tough place
It has become normal to act like we’re all good, all the time
How in-human, how false and uninteresting
Yet it is a deep inner yearning, is it not?
To be seen, accepted, loved, and supported for who we truly are
Without the need to change or alter any one thing
Real love and humanness, you may say
How can we allow others to show up for us,
If we’re pretending to be so damn resilient and independent all the time
Why has it become so rare to share our sorrow, our pain
Always saving it for a ‘safer’ time, when the truth of our vulnerability could not be judged
The truth is that now is as good as ever
Give your loved ones, and even strangers, a chance to share their human hearts
They beat for it
Vulnerability, strength, joy
One cannot exist without the other
Take down your walls, I’ll take down mine