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RE: Art's Key Ingredient: Vulnerability
The vulnerability of baring myself fully clenches the belly panics the heart stands my hairs on end. It is truly the most terrifying thing to stand in ones authenticity. And yet. And yet. The courage it takes. The great tender strength. The spine tingling elation. The heart swells, and magic. The naked beauty borne, in feeling you,
great post!
I suppose we need to remember that vulnerability won't kill us, eh? It feels dangerous, but we'll survive it. But it's not fun to take that leap! But worth it in the end.