How to stay vulnerable while believing in magic
“I’m going in” is what I told myself at Story Slam last night, but luckily so many people had signed up, I didn’t have to take my turn. While I was waiting, I thought about how my story was a tale of embarrassment very unlike the Christmas stories being told.
I felt ambivalent leaving, in one sense I didn’t have to tell my story, but on the other hand, I know sooner or later, I would tell one of my stories, most are embarrassing stories, and now I have to wait.
After Story Slam, I went to talk to the Alligator about our big outdoor event on Saturday. The weather has taken a turn for the blistering cold, and I believe it will work out.
“But Thursday and Friday will turn the place into a muddy mess.”
Me: It won’t be raining on Saturday.
“But the wind will be 20 MPH, this is going to be bad.”
Me: Yes, and all of the chefs have tents. We could put hay down if it rains. I believe it will all work out.
“I’m not into that woo woo stuff.”
That’s when I realized that in order for my magical thinking to work, I needed buy in. Instead, it was me buying in – to the big whopping tent, possibly multiple heaters, and suddenly I felt vulnerable to forces I had no control over – not weather, but man.
