on new years eve i annouced that 2011 was going to be the year that i no longer wasted my time yearning to be more normal or feeling frightened and insecure about the pieces of me that are different than the mainstream society i live in. so many times since that evening i have pushed myself a little bit around my edges to grow in the direction of opening my mouth and letting my truth spill out.
i honestly thought it would be harder than it is.
but each time i speak my truth and the world keeps turning and i don’t turn into a puddle on the floor i find myself just feeling- well, ok.
there is always that moment before i speak – the moment where i used to silence myself – in which i find myself thinking, yes do it.
then i go ahead and share those tiny little bits of information that i used to hold onto in silence. nothing earth shattering, nothing in fact that i haven’t shared pretty openly on this blog since day one (which was over two years ago by the way). but writing has always been the easiest way for me to express myself honestly and openly. i suppose that is why i have turned to it from time to time throughout my life. now i am finding my speaking voice. my casual at the bakery at the gym sharing my truth voice.
it is a pleasure.