i am opening.
and being opened.
this terrifies me.
i realize that, outwardly, i am not what anyone would call "closed". i am quick to smile, laugh, connect with people.
this, however, is an opening to the whole of myself, to seeing and manifesting all that i have within to make my life what i need and want it to be, finally.
exciting as that sounds, the closures have been a lifetime in the making--catalyzed by fear of being misunderstood, the pain of ridicule and separation, the desire to be "like everyone else".
it's true that i no longer fear myself, but this next step almost feels more daunting than releasing that anxiety.
i realized that releasing the fear would make me more comfortable. i don't know what this opening is going to look like. i do know it's going to require a lot of trust and faith.
it's also one more thing i have to face "alone", which is enough to make me want to hide under the covers until it goes away.*
in the end, though, the process will be the same: eventually my ego takes over and refuses to let this--or any other bump in my emotional road--"beat" me, and i commit to making myself feel better.
so i suppose i should just get started.
*lately i've been almost hyperaware of what's lacking in my intimate life. whooooole other blog. which i probably won't write here.