I’ve
been feeling extremely vulnerable lately. It started last Thursday when I got sick
with bronchitis and could not to go to work; I’m still recovering. I’m not used
to feeling sick or at least so sick that I can hardly move, let alone trying to
do all the things I normally do on a weekly basis. It’s left me in the position
of relying on others, even to the point of having someone pick up medication
for me.
Beyond
feeling vulnerable I feel exposed as well. The experience has made me realize
how much of my life I’ve had to discuss with my family this week, things that I
normally keep to myself because I’m busy being busy. They want me to stay in
bed to rest. I try to explain that I have a weekly blog to get out, a talk to
write for Sunday, an article to prepare for a publisher due by the end of the
month, and another chapter to write for my upcoming book, From the Trailer Park to the Pulpit:
How the wisdom of
Grandma Esther helped shaped my life and ministry. The response I got was a blank
stare with a slightly raised eyebrow and a stern finger pointed in the
direction of the bedroom. For those of you who know my partner, Paul, I need
say no more. We’ve gotten used to his British accent, but how he can look at me with a British accent is
beyond my comprehension.
Another
way I have exposed myself is by sending out a few sections of my new book to
people who have agreed to read the sections and critique the direction I’m
taking with the project. In doing that I’m exposing my work and leaving myself
wide open to criticism, even ridicule. However, there is something else that
relying on others during my convalescence and inviting critiques has done for
me, and that has been the blessing this week.
Asking
others for help allows them to serve us. Most people genuinely want to help and
given the opportunity will jump at the chance. When we help others we find our
own problems set aside for at least a moment. When we have completed our task
and return to our own challenges those problems will often seem less
monumental.
In
allowing ourselves to be critiqued, be it our writing, a new hairstyle or the
possibility of making a major life change, we open ourselves up to two benefits
many of us forget might be possible: agreement
and support. Often when we are starting on a project, like writing another book
in my case, there may be a bit of doubt in our minds, what I call “fear of
success.” It is fear of success, not fear of failure, which stops most of us
from being the people we want to be and doing the things we want to do. Yes, I’ve
received some hard critiques, but even those have included great support for
achieving my goal of having the book published by the end of the year.
Consider
opening yourself up a little more this week to people you know you can trust. Can
you allow others into your life to help you with a project or support you in a
change you want to make? Would you be willing to ask for someone’s opinion, not
to make a decision for you, but to garner another, less biased viewpoint? We’re
all One in the universal consciousness, but on this earth plane we are here to
love and support one another. I invite you to give it a try.
In
Spirit, Truth and Playfulness,
Terry