We learn that we are vulnerable in a very real way when we are young. It’s like that little kid in kindergarten who excitedly runs over to his best friend during gym expecting them to be partners for rope climbing and his friend says to him, “Jimmy is my new best friend. We are partners now.” ouch! THAT is how we learn to close our hearts. That vulnerability is a bitch. And we start to build walls to protect ourselves so we can avoid or minimize criticism, ridicule, judgement, blame, hurt and disappointment. Brick by brick, we build the walls of our own prison.

To me, vulnerability is like running with scissors hoping no one trips you. Hoping you won’t get impaled. It is risky business. Risky business. And not the fun kind like in the Tom Cruise movie.

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