I read this quote today.
“I have spread my dreams under your feet; / Tread softly because you tread on my dreams”
-W.B.Yeats, “Aedh Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven”
It’s a remarkable accurate description of the way I feel when I allow someone to read something I have written.
When I write it is not just words that come out on the paper, but my heart and soul. And when I allow someone to read it, I am exposing my inner most self. I am spreading my dreams at their feet.
And while I want them to be honest, I also want them to tread softly.
It’s a risky thing to make yourself so vulnerable. You are giving someone the power to hurt you if they want to. Removing every piece of armor that protects you from the world.
And whether this is wonderful and terrifying, you are showing them who you really are.