Monday, July 15, 2002

White Knuckles, Knocking Knees …

I just shared this diary with nine people – and I’m scared to death. Of the nine, there are two who truly understand my relatively recent spiritual shift, four who know about it, and three who have no idea. The last three are the ones I’m worried about.

I know these people well, and I would trust them with my life. But what happened with Kathy the other day spooked me, and I guess I’m a little afraid.

So why did I do it? I think my first entry does a really good job of explaining who I am and where I’m coming from. I’ve always been much better with words than with speech. And these are people I care about. I don’t want to hide myself from them.

It would feel like lying.

No comments: