Vulnerability takes the bus
When is it OK to be vulnerable? In the office? On the bus? In church? Is it OK to be vulnerable when your kids push all your angry-buttons? Is it even possible?
How about at job interviews? In a cocktail party? When we talk about politics and city development projects and muslims and the future of education? Where are you then, I mean the real you? Are you there, do you show yourself? And if not, why not?
I often feel too afraid to show myself. It doesn’t take much. A bunch of people I don’t know will normally do it. I crawl into my turtle shell, pretend to be busy, look the other way. Sometimes I imagine that I don’t really like people. More often I think I don’t really like myself.
However, nothing is like doing it anyway. Are you a nervous elephant in the room? Talk about it. Do people rush past you with their important looks on? Go for their eyes, and give them a big ass smile from your heart. Do you wait for the people you don’t know to open up? Tell the bus driver and your dentist and your friend-to-be a little something about yourself. About the real you. Do it anyway, tell them, and be prepared to listen when magic starts happening!