Everyday Courage

I think the story of courage is one in which we get in touch with our power center, where we open up ourselves to possibilities and to smaller voices that we long since stifled, that we long since kept hidden.

Some of us are on hidden journeys shielding ourselves from so many of life's experiences. We're quiet, shy, hidden, lacking and fearful. Some of us think we can be seen in the smallness of who we may be. We think someone will find us, see us. Sometimes they do. Sometimes they can't because we are cloaked. In hidden voices, hidden experiences, hidden thoughts.

We believe people will ridicule us, shame us, control us, put us down if we speak up. We have a lot of proof that can happen as it has happened before and it is happening now. We have eyes and ears. We can see and hear.

But, do we speak up? Do we show up for ourselves? Our inner truths? Our inner thoughts? Our real selves? That deep down often buried true self.

Big questions are not always easiest to answer in a few minutes. But, there is a certain element of freedom in speaking our truths, showing up as we are. Not as others want us to or expect us to but as we really are.

Cool. Funny. Loud. Wacky. Serious. Contemplative. Laid-back. Adventurous. Curious. Imaginative. Quiet. Caring. Loving. Living.

Do you have aspects of yourself that you keep buried? Hidden? Secretive? In a tiny little suitcase in your tummy or packed away on a shelf behind volumes of stories in your mind? Does it feel good?

In Love and Curiosity,

Yasmeen

Mood: Really frickin' strong. WTH?

Song: Conqueror by Estelle

Special: Super cool chat with KW...thanx

Thanx: To my honey for commenting. And no I don't have lottery super powers.

I might be shy. You might be shy. Or, we may not be. But, sometimes shy or bashful or quiet or introverted or awkward or unsure or confused or overwhelmed or a whole host of other labels can put us in a space of reservation.

A sort of holding space until we are ready to advance.

Sometimes it's a stuck place or an immobilized space or a weird space or a yucky space that we don't want to be in but we won't leave. We know it. It knows us. Keeps us safe and known but maybe just maybe wanting to step out, maybe just maybe wanting to try something new, maybe just maybe thinking, dreaming or fantasizing about other possibilities.

Sometimes, we are afraid to take steps forward. Sometimes, we are afraid to let go of the past reasons why taking steps forward may not work for us. Sometimes, we are not ready. The possibility of forward movement is simply, well just too much to process.

So we stay where we are, thinking, dreaming and fantasizing.

But sometimes we are not aware that by stepping out, we are essentially opening the door, clearing a path, for others. Maybe. Sometimes it's opening the door for us. Laying the path for us to go forward. Sometimes, it's freeing. And just like in the song I'm listening to it helps us to "stand a little taller"

In Love and Stepping,

Yasmeen

Music: Stronger by Kelly Clarkson

Vibe: Low energy energized. Strong and confident.

Special: I spoke up yesterday. Shared my truth. That was cool.

Thanx: To AM for providing the forum to share.

Musings: I used the word "sometimes," a lot. And "maybe." Hmm...

More Musings: I don't fully get this tag cloud up there but we'll see. Studio of our mind? Art of the soul? I wonder where it gets its ideas.

Courage from Power Center

Perhaps Shy