All in Connection
A few years ago I was in San Francisco on business. Some colleagues and I went to a Moroccan restaurant for dinner. The atmosphere was everything you’d expect. Dimmed lights. Tufted pillow seats on the floor. Savory food served communal-style eaten by hand. Middle Eastern/North African music playing in the background. Then, out she came.
How can you find your way back to yourself when you’ve denied parts of yourself for your whole life? Or, minimized them?
With a lot of hard work, tears, and acceptance of your own humanity…over and over and over. Seeing yourself as a whole person with the ability to choose something different if your heart calls for it.
