Yvonne Crazy Adventure- November 9 - Vulnerability
Morning thoughts – Vulnerability Vulnerability is something I’ve struggled with my entire life. I have always been so afraid of judgment, other people‘s opinions, not being perfect, doing it wrong… Without vulnerability, it’s impossible to be authentic. When we are afraid of judgment, it’s because we are following societal norms because we want to belong. Belonging is a basic emotional need as it was survival to fit in and not be ejected from our tribe. If you watch little kids, they sing and dance their hearts out - they just are. It’s only when someone tells them something negative that the seed is planted - that they’re not good enough, not smart enough, or that they simply can’t do something for one reason or another. As soon as we are born, we’re put into a box. And that box has rules determined by our country, our culture, our family – and everything they represent. I often wonder how my life would have been had I been born into a different family, or in a different country. But then I also believe we choose our family when we come to earth. They are here to help us grow. I remember in grade 8 I wanted to learn how to play the drums. I brought a practice drum home from school and immediately sarcastic comments were being made towards me, before I so much as tried it. The result - I decided not to join the band option at school. I’ve also never touched a drum stick since. To this day I tell myself that I would not have been able to play the drums because I’m tone deaf. I don’t even know if I’m tone deaf because I’ve never focussed on trying to play an instrument. In grade 5, the music teacher was forming a choir, and my friend asked me to try out with her. She sang in church all the time - I never had. I didn’t make the choir, not because anyone told me directly that my voice wasn’t good enough, but because the teacher simply chose certain students - no different than trying out for a sports team - there are more students trying out than positions available. Still, I told myself I wasn’t any good and couldn’t sing. Since then, I don’t sing. I even try to avoid singing the national anthem at sporting events or “Happy Birthday” at parties, afraid people will think my voice sounds terrible. Thankfully, I am slowly getting over that.