Women.
We are funny creatures.
We live with so much guilt.
We eat, drink and bathe in our own guilt.
Things going your way?
Just got a new raise?
Bought a new house?
Wrote a new book?
Celebrate!
But first, have some guilt.
A big helping of pure guilt.
“What will THEY think?
What about the other ones?
What if they won’t like me anymore?
Why me?”
Imagine that we owned an entire house.
A big one: 3000 square feet.
But we felt guilty, because it was bigger than our friend’s.
So when they would come over, we yellow-taped off (like the tape they use at a crime scene) the entire top floor, and called this the “guilt floor.”
The square footage that was more or bigger than our friend’s space would be off-limits.
When people would come over, and we were showing them our house. they would ask, “What’s upstairs?
We would love to see!”
“No, it’s cordoned off.
It is the guilt space.
The space that is occupied by my guilt of having more.
No one can go up there.
It’s not usable space, really.”
Can you imagine?
Our friends would call us crazy!
But we do this in real life.
“I can’t share this part or this aspect of me with them because…”
… blah blah blah.
“They don’t have it, they can’t have it, they are struggling.”
There is a big difference between showing and sharing.
Sharing something with someone versus showing off.
Sharing comes from the generous heart.
Showing off comes from the scared ego.
Please don’t hide from us your fabulous self— your fabulous gifts, because we might learn from you. We might benefit from your wisdom, your intelligence, your beauty,
your great posture, your amazing voice.
Please please please do NOT cordon a part of your lovely self off from us because you feel guilty.
PLEASE. This is my plea.
Be grateful for what you have, and who you are. We need whatever gifts you have, in order for our world to become even more beautiful.
Ducit Amore 