The thing I’m recognising most about daring to peek my head out of these little windows of mine is how much braver I’m becoming each time. I can’t express how painful I found sharing my first post. Honestly, showing up for me is a physically painful experience. This I find fascinating, and I’m trying to understand where my fear comes from... but there’s a lot of unpicking to do there. (INFJ and Enneagram #5 for starters! )
For now though, focusing on the positives, I’m figuring out how incredibly supportive people who ‘see’ you can be. I can’t be supported by a community if I’m too scared to join the fold. And slowly, these connections I make with these communications of mine are weaving a web that’s got a tiny sparkle of home. A safe space. I need that. So thank you for helping me weave this web of ours, even just a little heart, or a comment, or a conversation helps me grow braver and feel safer. In order for us to communicate and express ourselves we need to feel safe.
If you haven’t already I’d really recommend reading the post over on Anna Lovind for her lightning bolt insight on safety and fear. It’s a connection I hadn’t considered before, and I’m so grateful to Anna for shining her light, and her connections.