I sit completely still, staring into the warm, chocolate brown eyes of a woman I don’t know.
I feel awkward and embarrassed. I want to look away. But I’ve come here to this workshop to be challenged, to be a student instead of a teacher. I’m hoping to meet new parts of myself.
So I stay focused on her eyes even though I feel vulnerable and exposed. I take a deep breath and ready myself to share my soul with a stranger.
The teacher gives my partner her instructions. For the next five minutes s...
Published on January 17, 2016 17:38