Quite a while ago my sister gave me this: a little metal box with Mister Strong on it and inside of it a tiny orange origami bird. She said to me: this is what I wish for you, to be strong on the outside and to stay tender on the inside. I’ve always liked having it lying around on my desk somewhere.
Over the last couple of months I have been realizing that it’s ok to be tender and vulnerable. That your vulnerability is actually what makes you strong.
In a museum about fairy tales I read the following lines that reminded me of what my sister said: ” […] for the hero(ine) to find the courage to be vulnerable. Because those who don’t dare to be vulnerable never really start their quest.”