Sunday, April 25, 2010









I had never spoken to her before.
I asked a question.
'Tell me one thing about yourself
which you have never told anyone else?'

A slight pause,
eyes moved to the ceiling,
then back to mine.

"When I am alone,
I talk out loud to myself."

I thanked her.
I said it was wondrous to be so honest.
I had not said that I would not tell anyone.
I had not said it would be confidential.
She trusted me
No ridicule.
No devaluing.
No hard questioning.
Just authenticity offered,
authenticity received.

This was Level Five communication.
Also a release of something locked away,
locked away in secret.
A step away from residing in a place called comfortable
into a place where growth resides.

I had earlier shared my vulnerability.
To a large group.
A deliberate undressing of the soul.
She trusted me.
Beautiful.
I will remember her forever.
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Two faces in front of me.
I can read their expressions.
Two fifteen year old boys.
Faces moved.
Something happening in their souls.
It was surging upwards and outwards.
Through their human frame to display on their faces.
Words did not flow easily.
Words hesitant, stumbling.
Words telling me that they had been moved within.
Telling me that they had connected with an experience.
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