My mindfulness practice never ceases to be of benefit. While oftentimes it’s subtle, quietly working unnoticed behind the scenes, it flexes its mighty muscles when needed most.
Shining a Light on My Shame
Shame is something that until recently, I didn’t believe I exhibited. If you had asked me say, ten years ago, if I felt shame I would pause, furrow my brow and say “Nope, not really familiar with shame.” I would likely have gone on to talk about my anxiety or impatience or inclination to work too much. But shame was unfamiliar territory…or so I thought.
