Today I wanted to tell you about this idea: Everyone loves you! What if you could believe that everyone loves you? What if you weren’t afraid of the judgment of others? What if you could do anything you wanted, and know you’d be safe, ok, accepted? Isn’t that the dream? How many times do we stop ourselves because we are afraid of what others will think? Of what others will do? Of what others are thinking right now about us? Yesterday I went surfing. I’m 47, I had some lessons, but I went without a teacher. A friend told me to go alone, to the foam of the waves, and practice there. But it wasn’t as easy as I was expecting. I was afraid of being in the waves with a big board and without a teacher. I didn’t feel comfortable with a board attached to me, some bigger waves…
