I was standing naked in a room full of strangers.
Actually, I wasn't naked yet.
That would come later.
But I felt like I was naked.
Everyone was looking at me.
Judging me. It seemed.
And then they told me everything they found... wrong with me.
I've done it a few times now.
I've learned to hold opinions lightly.
But I also learned... to overcome some of the criticism and self-criticism I feel inside.
Because I didn't think I was good enough to be able to do what I do or say what I need to say.
And it's interesting because I've been digging into my body the last few days, feeling a specific place where the energy is stuck.
Attention and focus there...pushing very hard.
Feels like glass and knives and moving energy that has been stuck for a very long time.
It has been quite healing and I believe it's giving me courage to finally say the things that I need to say...to the people I need to say them to.
Which no one can define and stop you from doing.
You get to just say whatever you want to whomever wants to listen. And that's how it works.