Never in a million years did I think that I would type that title and actually emphatically mean it. I literally had to stop what I was doing (prepping cauliflower to roast) to get that zing of an idea down before it floated out of my brain and away into the universe.
But this statement holds such truth and power and I could not let it slip by.
What prompted this? I had just been listening to a live Facebook post from the group Hood Crew.
I watched a friend, a work acquaintance truly, share her very personal story with me and the rest of the world. It put me back to almost a year ago. When I birthed this blog. Or this blog birthed me- I am not really sure which. How trepidatious and hesitant I felt about baring my soul to all. I wasn’t sure how people would react, if they even would react. I didn’t know if I could handle the response or lack thereof. There was a tremendous amount of fear of the unknown within me. Luckily, there was a greater amount of willingness to brave that unknown to speak my truth. To let others know that perhaps we are more alike and connected than we think and feel. That what looks pretty and put together isn’t always as it appears.
So I watched my friend express her truth. I will admit. I was initially a bit taken aback. “Wow! I would have never guessed,” I thought to myself. Because, I was doing what we all do. Making assumptions based on my very limited knowledge about a person. But watching her share her story really touched me. I immediately internally applauded her for her authenticity and sharing her journey. I felt honored that she invited me into the closed Facebook group knowing she would be sharing something so intimate.
Then, I thought about all the ways that making myself vulnerable has allowed me to connect and share and love with so many other individuals. This connection that was created because I was brave enough and in enough pain to say “fuck it” has grown to include anyone from anywhere who reads my blog, complete strangers, acquaintances, friends and family. My tribe has expanded exponentially! And it is so exciting and beautiful to watch it all unfold and to be a part of this movement of real authenticity.
Being vulnerable truly is a super power. Allowing yourself to become wide-open, exposed and woke goes against every fiber of what society and survival instinct has imprinted onto us. Yet, being willing to go there has spurred my own internal growth and blossoming in ways that I could have never imagined. My change has in turn spilled out into the world. We have the power to create our own ripple effect. I have the ability to decide what type of effect that will be. My choice is to be real and honest. Regardless of what others may think. Despite what is popular. In exposing who I am and living in my truth and vulnerability I empower others to make the same choice.
How wonderful that we can stop comparing ourselves and others, stop judging, quit the jealous side-eyes and just relate in our humanness. I feel incredibly hopeful about this movement of living and evolving in our realness and I applaud anyone on the journey. All of the people willing to show their scars, bare their imperfections, be vulnerable and soft and uniquely you. You are my tribe. Thank you!