Emotions verses Circumstances

I get to speak at least once a week to a small audience.  There are times when I hear the response to the stories and the message I am looking to convey. There is a murmur, a sigh, or even more. Then there are those other times when all I hear are crickets. There is a dull muffled sound of a damp towel falling on a pillow. 

I am going to attempt to speak with more emotion and less story. What I mean by this is to share the feelings of inadequacy, hopelessness and failure that accompany that sound. Not everyone knows the feeling of speaking and not being heard. We all know the feelings of failure and disappointment. What if by sharing our feelings people could understand our stories? What if merely allowing ourselves to be exposed are we able to be understood? Is our fear simply walling us off from the people we so desperately want to listen?

Is this going to be the sound of the towel, or am I going to hear something new? What is the sound of being heard? Is it the same for me as it would be for you? Tell me of the feeling when your heart broke, tell me of your shrinking feeling when ever you see her now. Tell me of the terror you experience when you think, they know. If you can not, then I will attempt to try to tell you. I am afraid. 

I refuse to be defined by what I am afraid of. My hearts desire is that I would be identified by what I wanted to believe was possible.