Reading your comments tell me that you are a wise person and such insights do not come from reading books.
You are absolutely correct when you say that I am as vulnerable as any other human. Indeed, only three years ago I suffered a breakdown of sorts and took over year to recover - but thats another story. All I will say is that the experienced was a lesson is just how vulnerable I really was. I was a humbling experience and it changed me. I am far more empathic than ever and I am very open about being vulnerable. The crazy thing is, since I have been more open about showing my vulnerability, the more people want to know me and open up to me. This is a whole knew world I never knew existed. Without wishing to bore you; In the summer of 2017 a german girl (aged about 27) started working in the local supermarket. She seemed like a typical german to me, I mean strong, stoic type personality. "Wow, she is a strong lady" I thought. One day she came into my gallery to look at my paintings and she asked about one in particular. I explained that the painting was about a past relationship that ended badly and I regretted my actions. I surprised myself by getting rather emotional and had to wipe my eyes. I apologised. After that, whenever I went into the supermarket she would smile to me. Then one day saw she looks somewhat sad. I asked if she was OK and she suddenly burst into tears. I put my hand onto her shoulder and just asked if there anything I could do to help. She grabbed hold of me and pulled me into the stockroom. I looked into her eyes and something told me it was to do with the workplace. "Its here isn´t it? It´s your boss. Is he giving you a hard time?" I asked. All I will say is that the guy had reputation for being a bit of a tyrant. She flung her arm around me and sobbed her heart out. In that moment I realised, just as you say, we are vulnerable human-beings. Well I offered her a job in my little cafe. She only wanted a summer job for the season and it was already half way over. She was great in the cafe and was a changed person after that.
At the end of the season her boyfriend came to pick her up and she introduced him to me. She gave me a hug and told me sh would never forget me and that was the last I saw of her. In strange way, allowing myself to show that I too am just a weak vulnerable human-being had tuned out to be a kind of a strength. Im still confused as to how but all I know is that it makes me feel stronger.
Sorry I went on a bit, but I guess your words triggered something.
Thanks so much for the valuable response - very much appreciated @girlbeforemirror
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I have a rather poor memory, but is this the girl with the coloured stones?
As for the old man, I was told, many years ago, that people of a sweet and patient nature, as they age, they turn hard and catankerous, while those who were hard, grow gentle and sentimental.
I never could work out what I was, so I have no idea as to which direction I am travelling.