Risky Business

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Vulnerability. I’ve always hated being vulnerable. Recently I’ve come to believe and understand that instead of being a curse it’s what makes me who I am. To be vulnerable is to be transparently open. Empathic to a degree of physical pain when those I know and care for are hurting. I acutely feel their pain from my own personal experiences. Sympathetic to the degree of sadness when I know another’s heart hurts. I ache for the hurting soul.

I listened to Brene Brown speak about her research on vulnerability and came away with such a different perception of myself. It’s risky business to say, “I love you”, first or to care about someone when it may not be wanted. Oh, but to take those risks is to really live.

For far too many decades I have lived in fear of being me and who I was created to be. I am vulnerability and emotion. I am passionate about life and love. Music, art and dancing are my soul. The water is my solace. Warm Summer nights with honeysuckle and cicadas make my heart sing. Turning my face to the sun gives me strength and energy. Never again will I apologize for being my true self! This is me and who I am. Sometimes it’s messy and hard to handle. Sometimes it’s laughter and sunshine. It is always from my soul and from emotion so profoundly deep that some may call it a weakness. It is however just the opposite…it is raw pure courage. It takes courage to risk rejection on this journey called life. It is in that risking that you truly come alive and possibly really live for the first time ever!

I will always risk love and remain vulnerable……it brings the freedom of being true to myself ❤️

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My profession is an Interior Designer and Artist. My passion is my family and friends of whom without…life would hold zero meaning! Growing up in a small southern town life was definitely sheltered from the outside world. As an adult I very quickly began to understand that life’s journey is complicated and not always pleasant. These are the ponderings of my heart since the loss of my sweet son, Jonathan. Sometimes deep and sometimes very dark they are from my soul’s depths to somehow let others know they are not alone in the dark nights of the soul. These are the reflections on my life’s journey. Prayerfully I hope they help any hurting heart.

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