Using My Voice

Line drawing of two lion heads coming out of the heart organ on either side overtop of the word Courage in red on a beige background.
 

I've been dealing with fear, lately.⁣

I was told that I am brave so often, I thought I didn't have a fear bone. Things that others find nauseating - being vulnerable, starting a new life on a new continent, networking... don't faze me. I get excited. I even remember myself saying "I don't experience fear". Oh the arrogance.⁣

WHELL.

Once I decided to start using my voice, I was being called forward to do just that. And once I started trying, I was met with all the instances where I was not. I could feel my power leaking through that gap, and it was widening.⁣

Turns out, I'm terrified of using my voice.

Not scared of what to say, I am crystal clear on where I stand.⁣

What I am afraid of, is what others will do with it. Having to completely give up control over their reaction and surrender to their choices. It sucks.⁣

But I want to be free and full of joy. I want everyone to be free and full of joy. So I took hold of my heart and kept saying the things.⁣

And a curious thing happened.⁣

Once I started trusting my voice and surrendered to the outcome, it opened up space for them to do the same.

It's not always pretty or reassuring, or even cathartic.⁣

But I'm learning that the reaction to my voice is not a reflection of me, but a freeing in them.

Or in the words of @glennondoyle, "There’s no such thing as one-way liberation."⁣

A while ago, I made myself Courage Cards with a simple command to get out of my thoughts and into action. Today, my stomach in knots because of whatever I'm afraid of (don't know yet), the card I picked said 'Go big.'⁣

So here I am, talking about my fear.

Maybe it will open up something for you too.

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