That Fudge Place
How many times do we fudge and not really say what we want to? Or need to? Lots, I think.
I recently had a wonderful woman who was at the point of imploding emotionally, spiritually, and physically because she was holding in the truth of something painful. All for the sake of…?
She is not alone. We all do it. So our “for the sake of” might be different than hers, but the outcome is still the same. This silence of not speaking the truth out loud nearly does us “in.” It’s like a “pac man” eating at your soul.
The Silent Siege
There are choices; you and I both know that. I held something inside me for 30 years. It was an abusive and horrible thing. It secretly nearly devoured me alive.
It wasn’t until I spoke it out loud that it no longer had its hold on me. It reminded me of what Martin Luther King, Jr. said about being free, free at last. This was a freedom event, but it was more. It was a reclaiming moment as well.
Was it scary? Yes, definitely yes. Was it a choice that honored me? Yes, yes and the biggest yes I can express here.
Over the years as a coach, the truth I learned is something I see over and over. When we honor ourselves with our voice, something healing and empowering happens.
Silence makes sickness. You know, the sleepless, headache, tummy upset, pressure in chest kind of sickness. Fear wants to shut you up–and keep you shut up. Screw fear!
Truth—out loud–creates freedom and opportunity.
I challenge you to step over what’s holding you back and jump off the edge. Speaking your truth in love is an experience that will support you to live with authenticity and freedom and health.
Blessings!
Take the first step in faith. You don’t have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step.
~ Martin Luther King, Jr.
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“Help me to believe the truth about myself, no matter how beautiful it may be. ”
i can’t remember who wrote this poem…i think Macrina Weilkler but it speaks to your words about recognizing the truth and then speaking it and allow the beauty to then surface. Thanks for being brave enough to write on this Coach Lee and inviting others to break thru to the other side.
You bet. I’ve felt the power in speaking truth in love–and reclaiming myself in the process. I love the poem–especially “no matter how beautiful it may be.” What a great reminder!