Are you daring enough to be real?
Are you willing to tell a friend the raw truth because you believe they’ll be better because of it?
Because you can see beyond the conflict of the now?
Are you willing to risk being hurt in order to gain relationship?
Are you willing to open up?
To share your junk?
To put the care of your heart in another’s hands, because maybe, just maybe, it will be worth it?
Are you able to be real with yourself? To stop the facades of your own mind and admit what’s really happening inside?
Are you able to pause and see the truth of what someone says about you?
Are you willing to apologize when you’re wrong?
Are you willing to search out the new person in the room because you wish someone had searched you out when you were the new one?
Are you willing to share your past and where you’ve been, to help someone get through the suffering of their now, no matter the embarrassment it may bring?
Are you willing to genuinely care about another more than your own self? To look for their needs and passionately purpose to meet them?
We live in a world of superficialities and casual acquaintances. A Facebook culture where people stalk your status instead of engage in relationship.
And I just wonder, have we grown so callous to being real that we’ve forgotten how to do it at all?
Are you willing to join me, no matter how hard it is, to make every interaction a real one? To drop the facades and shed the pretenses?
To build relationship one small step at a time—with vulnerability and risk.
Today, right now, are you daring enough to really be real?
When have you taken the risk to be real?
What did it cost?
How did it change your life?
I’m joining Lisa-Jo, over at her site today, to take five minutes and just write without worrying if it’s just right or not. The challenge is to write for 5 minutes flat with no editing, tweaking or self critiquing, with the prompt she gives. And today, her prompt: