I don’t like writing. It’s always from a heavy place. If you know me, you know I like 60kg plus on me (cough), but a heavy heart, that’s something else. Today’s different.
Hello folks!
I learnt yesterday. From someone who didn’t expect to teach. Those, I feel, are the best sort of classes. Unprepared sessions. Notes all over the place. No order. No curriculum.
1:30pm: Pasta, cocktails, laughter, questions, and mind speak.
We are afraid to be vulnerable. To admit we have gaps. To admit we need filling. (I smell puncakes). Thing with that mind frame is we’ll not be able to allow sun rays in, if we feel we’re bright enough. And that, is tragic.
Open your heart and mind to the possibility that growth is never ending; that you could use just a little fine tuning.
Allow your cards to be on the table today. Show one your joker, have them look, and re-arrange your deck. Show one yours, and if you’re as lucky as I was yesterday, they’ll show you theirs.
Pay the bill though, damn it!
Brucey 