Our stories are not meant for everyone. Hearing them is a privilege, and we should always ask ourselves this before we share: “Who has earned the right to hear my story?” If we have one or two people in our lives who can sit with us and hold space for our shame stories, and love us for our strengths and struggles, we are incredibly lucky. If we have a friend, or small group of friends, or family who embraces our imperfections, vulnerabilities, and power, and fills us with a sense of belonging, we are incredibly lucky.
Posted from my cabin in the mountains.
Like a fresh mountain breeze Abby, thanks.
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Thank you, Mark! I’ve been in a scary place, lately (translation: unpleasant feels a-plenty) , so I’m reluctant to write much. But I’m finding my footing again, slowly… “more will be revealed”.