Sinfully Shy?

What does it mean, to be sinfully shy? And yet to show up, day after day, exploring the discomfort of sharing parts of yourself. Showing you in ways you never imagined possible, but that you’ve always wanted to.

He’s holding an armful of pink tulips and wearing a hungry, focused expression. His blue eyes travel up and down over my body, and I feel almost shy under his gaze.

“You’re a goddess.”

He says it like a normal person would say, “Your dress is white.”

– Author: Liz Reinhardt

Sometimes I remember what it feels like to be shy, sinfully so. Sometimes I love it, the feeling sets me back, shrinks my world. Other times I embrace it, grow big and empowered by conquering those feelings.

This morning I had those creeping nerves, suggesting that I should just stay at home.

And then I remembered why I was heading out of the door, straightened my shoulders and smiled.

The tension transforming from fear to excitement

I’ll never be an extrovert, but I now have a quiet confidence often mistaken for shyness.

That’s a wonderful lesson to be taught.

Please do click the lips to see what everyone else is up to this week for Sinful Sunday. And check out Every Damn Day in June to find the other month long meme participants. Or you can dig in to my archives by following these links:

Sinful Sunday – So many posts, too many to choose really, but Colour Pop: Calling On Others is a happy picture.

Every Damn day In June – My favourite post being Life Is Swell