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A blog by Louise Gallagher

Can you accept it all?

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When I am finished speaking in front of the audience at Music for a Winter Evening, I want to curl up in a corner, breathe deeply and cry.

I have noticed it before, this space after a presentation where really, talking to people is the last thing I want to do. I’d rather just go off somewhere and cry.

At intermission, after I have finished speaking, I tell my sister and my friend Wendy who have come to the concert with me, how I feel. My sister asks, “Is it because it brings back all those memories?”

It is the logical assumption. Talking about those dark days when I was lost and waiting to die at the hands of an abuser could bring the fear and self-loathing back.

But that is not it. I know how strong I am today. I know how loved and cherished I am by so many. And,  I know that, that was then. This is now. And in the now, my life is a beautiful tapestry of love, friendship, family, community, joy and deep belonging.

No. It is deeper than that this desire to cry.

And then I listen to Steve Bell talk about strength and vulnerability. How we must find a way to allow both to live within the dichotomy of both being present.

I feel it. That is the truth for me in that moment.

I have stood on that stage in front of hundreds of people and allowed myself to be vulnerable. In vulnerability I call upon my strength to rise up and hold me in loving arms.

It’s not easy. It’s not hard. It is not open. It is not closed.

It is vulnerable.

In the vulnerability of being willing to share the times when I was hurt and hurting, desparate and lost, I must allow my strength to carry me over the threshold of my vulnerability.

And that can feel scary. To be seen. Deeply.

The tears come because in that sacred space of being vulnerable, I know how truly human I am. And I feel blessed.

And the tears come, because the critter is also present. It wants to remind me what I forgot. Where I messed up. It wants to tell me who’s judging, for what and how. It wants to measure my sharing against others and say, “See, you are lacking.”

And that is when I must breathe. Deeply.

In. Out.

In. Out.

Yes, I want to cry. But my tears are not because I am sad or feeling the pain of the past. They are because in my human condition, no matter what I share, I still want people to see, ‘the perfect me.’ And I’ve just told them all the ways in which I’m not perfect.

How can I then walk into the crowd and be present when they come up to thank me, to tell me how my story impacted them. To tell me how they admire my courage, when deep within me, the critter is hissing, “It’s not true! It’s all a lie!”

And I smile.

The critter is who the critter is. He is not all of me. He is just the insecure part of me to which I must turn, step into his fears and whisper into the darkness, “I love you. We’re okay. We are safe in Love’s embrace.”

It was a magical, awe-inspiring evening.

Malcolm Guite opened the evening with his poem, “Begin the song exactly where you are/ Remain within the world of which you are made/ Call nothing common in the earth or air/ Accept it all…”

To accept it all, I must accept all of me. To accept all of me, I must love all of me.

Can you do that?

Can you accept your ‘woundedness’ and your wisdom? The broken places and the whole? The beast and the beauty?

Can you Accept it All?

Last night, I stood in front of several hundred people and shared a story of a time when I was lost.

In its telling, I found my heart break open in Love.

And while I cannot control how others receive that story or me, I can stand in the vulnerability and strength of knowing, in its sharing, other hearts were touched with all that I wanted to give. All I had to give. Love.

Listening to Steve and Malcolm, hearing Malcolm’s melodious voice share words of poems that resonated within my heart striking chords of awe and recognition, listening to Steve ask, “Why do we hunger for beauty” and feeling my heart break even wider open, I felt the presence of the Divine. I felt the wonder of Love shimmering in the darkened corners of that theatre as it struck a chord with every beating heart.

My heart beat in time last night. And in that time, I felt the truth of Steve Bell’s words ring within my heart.

In my vulnerability is my strength.

It is there in all of us. All we need to do to know it is to begin the song, exactly where we are.

Namaste.

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Author: Louise Gallagher

I believe we each have the capacity to be the change we want to see in the world, to make a world of difference. I believe we are creative beings on the journey of our lifetimes. It's up to each of us to Live It Up and SHINE!

12 thoughts on “Can you accept it all?

  1. being drained emotionally (and/or physically) after ‘spilling’ to a crowd is a remarkable experience; it GIVES so much to the audience and it TAKES SO MUCH out of the speaker (I usually drop a pound or two as well!) – but it is a GROWTH experience, don’t you agree? Aside from the emotional roller-coaster deja-vu-do, isn’t it like putting steel in fire … to make it stronger. Your message gets stronger, sharper and more effective every time you tell your story. With every new nuance, more effective … and just as Brene Brown says, that vulnerability is a source of great strength and creativity.

    Keep on … and give yourself a bit of a break – you have packing, a house move and christmas on you agenda – so being exhausted is something you can think about on Jan 2nd …

    m

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  2. Embracing all you are. The good. The not so good. That resonated with me too Louise. And your presentation was moving and touched me deeply, and I thank you for that. ❤
    Diana xo

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  3. namaste loved boddhisatva

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  4. I love the understanding way you refer to critter and recognize it’s just an insecure part of you and that you step into his fears and whisper into the darkness, “I love you. We’re okay. We are safe in Love’s embrace.”
    I’ve recently been surprised to find myself speaking kindly to my own critter… “it’s ok, you’re ok, you just don’t know that we’re enough, we’re already enough, you don’t have to compare or compete anymore”.
    How liberating it is to realize presence allows us to embrace everything and resist nothing!

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    • Wow Steve — as you wrote before — your words are my words. How beautiful to resonate on such a deep level even though I do not ‘know’ you! Thank you. I am so grateful to have encountered you on this journey.

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  5. Beautiful … thanks for sharing your strength and vulnerability. Loved the video and Malcolm’s beautiful reading of his poem.

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  6. That song is SO lovely!

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  7. So powerful, dear Louise! And definitely something for me to ponder on this dark Sunday afternoon. Thank you for sharing your vulnerability + your strength, so that we might go forth and do the same. Hugs to you.

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