Returning from a trip I begin unpacking my bags, cleaning my room, getting ready for work. After each experience, each outing, each place I have explored, I allow space for reflection. For the endeavor to become a part of me. Some may call me an empath--emotional-- whatever the name for it -- I let it all in. I let all experiences flow through me and am in the constant practice of acceptance and letting go.
I allow space for vulnerability. Despite the hurt in my life as I am sure each one of us has gone through we cannot close our doors to vulnerability. It is the only thing that allows us to fully experience each moment. Nothing is safe. Our emotions, our body, our material posessions-- it is all impermanent. We are not invincible--if we wish to live each moment fully we must give it all of ourselves even if we know it can be broken. In that moment of surrender we can feel freedom.
Then there is society's paradox. Many condemn us empaths of exhibiting weakness. Quite the contrary, it takes bravery to wear your heart on your sleeve, to face the shadows that lie within yourself. To uncover truth in a sea of betrayal, facades, and dishonesty.
So many take all that they are and keep it for themselves--well that is selfish. When we keep everything inside we do not share it with those around us and when we do not share we prevent others from being touched by who we are. If the goal is intimacy we must give all of ourselves in each moment.