That spiritual storyteller?
But once upon a time, I was NOT a spiritual storyteller.
I was ruled by fear.
Fear that I was somehow wrong as me.
Wrong at my very core.
Fear that others would see my wrongness if I:
- showed the real me
- shared my thoughts
- stated my opinions
Fear that really, I had nothing to say, and fear of actually speaking it if I did have anything to say.
So I hid.
Shoved a lot of me down.
Did what was “safe.”
Stifled a lot of my uniqueness.
Became what I thought was acceptable.
Because . . .
I valued what I thought others thought (really think about that) over valuing myself.
I viewed others as more right or worthy than me.
I validated the idea that it was okay for me to be silenced.
But by doing this?
I robbed myself and the world:
- of my unique awesomeness
- of the stories I’m here to share
- of how I’m here to serve as a spiritual teacher . . . a spiritual storyteller
I have a lot to say.
I’m worthy just as who I am.
I’m here to share my wisdom with the world through being a spiritual storyteller.
And so are you (in whatever way that looks for you).
Feel like you can’t move through that fear?
I invite you to read about a time I felt the same . . .