“vulnerability is terrifying. the courage it takes to reveal your heart is one of the most daunting… and yet the most rewarding experiences in life. it will set you free.”
christmas is here. the holiday spirit is high, the smell of pine fills my childhood home, and my heart is so full. every year we write our christmas lists of things we want or even think we need. but this year, i have no energy for that. what i wanted from the universe this holiday season, i have received over and over again this past week; leaving me nearly speechless with gratitude. all i have asked for and all i have needed was vulnerability.
in asking for vulnerability, i didn’t quite know what that would look like, feel like, or what i really meant in asking for it. but i knew in my uttermost bones i needed a sense of openness to pour into my life. i knew it would be the best gift i could ever hope to receive.
bringing vulnerability to the table
i grabbed coffee with a high school friend who lives on the opposite side of the country. we were not close friends in high school, but from watching each other grow and gain the same interests from afar, we thought coffee was a must while we were both in the same zip code.
she has the heart of the traveler, and something so honest about her. this beautiful human’s energy and zest for life is nothing short of contagious, but i wouldn’t have been able to experience any of it if i hadn’t brought vulnerability to the table, and her the same.
we discussed future travel plans and adventures to seek out together. we shared personal stories, the good, the bad, the embarrassing. but the beautiful thing was that it wasn’t embarrassing at all. we were just two humans, being human, being vulnerable, and sharing our excitement for this magical life we get to live.
what vulnerability looks like
her heart and her stories reminded me what it’s like to be vulnerable, to be open, to just say freaking yes. because when we say no, we are closed. when we say yes, we are open. when we need to go by the book and it’s our way or the highway; we are closed. when we can go with the flow, and not get wrapped up in making plans, we are open.
this means sharing the stories we’d rather keep to ourselves, and that means being open to listening to those stories too. this means being open to the shifts and the changes. this means when life goes left, left, left, and then right, you kick your feet up, with a smile on your face, and enjoy the damn ride.
this means embracing your brave, and saying a big fat yes to the journey, whatever it may look like. being opens means when you get invited to go to on a spontaneous trip to australia – you go. being vulnerable means when you’re asked to go on a ski trip, even though you’ve never been skiing in your life – you say yes.
living life vulnerably can be terrifying, but it’s courage in it’s purest form. because it’s not about winning or losing, it’s about showing up and simply accepting what is. being vulnerable means pushing through your fears, your past, and your insecurities. being open means just going for it, and figuring out the details later.
i want to do more of that. i want to plan less. i want to say yes more. i want to be open. i want to live more intentionally. i want to do more things outside of my comfort zone. and i want to be vulnerable, because vulnerability is the greatest gift you could give to anyone. most importantly, vulnerability is the greatest gift you could give to yourself.