Whispering Secrets Into the Dark

I sent out a newsletter today. Although, really, it’s not a newsletter.

When I think about writing to my email subscribers, I think of those late night conversations that I’ve had at various points in my life. The sun left the sky hours before, I should be bone-tired, but I’m not, and possibility of spilling soul secrets and sharing heart truths feels incredibly present. You and I might be sitting on a doorstep somewhere. Maybe you have a lit cigarette in your hand, and I have a half-drunk glass of wine in mine. Perhaps we’ve been out dancing, laughing our heads off and sashaying our hips, waving our arms, swishing our hair and flirting with the barman. But now, it’s just you and I. And the atmosphere has turned confessional.

See, not really a newsletter at all. Rather kindred spirits whispering our secrets into the dark.

Now, I don’t usually share the content of the “newsletter” with anyone other than my subscribers. But, today, I’m making an exception. Here is a snippet from today’s….

It may seem like I share a lot. I know that I share more than most do. I create a window to my world and I invite you all to take a look. I hold my hand out to you, and resting in my palm is my heart. There’s a reason why the heart is protected by the ribcage – it’s vulnerability is almost painful. To reveal myself, my heart to you, is an act of courage. And I’m not convinced it ever gets easier. It always feels like a stretch, like a risk.

If you want to read the rest which tells the story behind both the sharing of today’s selfie and Hymns to the Bliss Body, you can find it here – This feels like a risk to me…

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