Labels, blind spots, freedom.

We label ourselves. We think we know how we come across. But sometimes we are lucky: A wake-up call happens. Many years ago, someone yelled at me, furious, startling me smack into seeing something that I had been blind to.

You see, the labels I clung to? None of them were real. They were fixed entities. Stuck in the past. I saw myself as invisible, sweet, young, naive. Are you kidding? If anything, I was a rebel. Had I forgotten that I got all but kicked out of school more than once? So I hurt someone, bad. I had no idea that my words do not always come across as sweet. That my invisibility can be manipulative. I had no idea about the impact I had, believing that certain rules did not apply to me. I confused the present with that past. It was the first time in my life that someone shouted loud, at me. A trembling. But I did not melt.

Instead, a river opened. Reality a bit more fluid. It woke up my heart. The rebellious heart. We are in this together. Us seeing us as we are, raw, human, vulnerable. It is fierce love, tender heart that we see, anyways. No kidding. The truth of leadership includes this. (This cool article prompted this post.)

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edi libedinsky | unsplash

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