After Our 3-Day Gestalt Intensive… Thoughts on Vulnerability and Strength 🦋
February 7, 2021
Our next 3-day Gestalt intensive has just finished.
And I’m left with so many insights…
First of all, I feel that I want to live in a world where people can be open, honest, and vulnerable — and feel safe at the same time.
To be vulnerable and not afraid of other people.
Our trainers gave us such a beautiful example of that… 🙏🏻✨
When I think about vulnerability, I feel myself split into two parts.
On one hand, there’s my authentic, vulnerable, sensitive, and deeply sincere part.
Sometimes I express it fully, sometimes only partially. (Like right now — as I write this post, I think I’m expressing her.)
Then there’s the other side — the one that has learned it must be strong, stand firmly on its own feet, rely primarily on itself, trust itself first, keep a certain distance, and maintain strong boundaries. And that, I think, is my protective mechanism. My “armor.” 🤦🏻♀️😂
But what would the world be like if we didn’t need that kind of armor?
I’m learning to integrate these two parts.
I’ve realized that it’s hard for me to ask for help or support — to say out loud that I need something, to step out of the “strong one” role.
Yes, I am strong — but what if I could also accept that it’s completely normal to have fears, worries, anxieties, and moments of weakness? 🤷🏻♀️
Still, I grew up — and was taught — to keep that side of me well hidden 🥺
“You have to be strong.”
“Don’t let anyone see your weakness.”
“Never fully trust anyone.”
Maybe those beliefs are practical and protective in some ways, but on the other hand, they limit me.
And I wish I didn’t need those crutches of belief anymore.
Because I think, on the other side of them, there’s a more real and alive life waiting. ☺️🙏🏻🥰✨
Sometimes I just want to be how I feel in the moment — to relax, let go, enjoy simply being, and receive.
Apparently, this insight got so close to my heart that life decided to mirror it right back to me.
During our Gestalt group session on Zoom, my account suddenly got blocked, and I couldn’t rejoin — no matter what I tried.
The training was ending in an hour.
I tried logging in from a different account, creating a new one — nothing worked.
Then one of my group members, Inga, called me and said:
“Don’t worry, I’ll connect you from my phone.”
She literally held her phone so my image would be visible to the group.
When I saw myself on the screen — being held in her hands — it felt so symbolic.
It touched my heart.
It was that pure moment of feeling supported.
I was worried her arm might get tired or she might get uncomfortable, but Inga said the opposite — she was happy to help.
So I allowed myself to receive. I relaxed. I enjoyed it. 🥰
That experience made me think deeply...
Thank you, Inga 🥰🥰🥰💫
When you’re stuck in a certain role — even the “strong” one — you might miss so many little moments in life that could actually warm your heart. 💖
So yes... those are my reflections and observations after this Gestalt weekend.
Or maybe... maybe I just miss Georgia, and that’s why I’m feeling all this.
Or maybe not.
But since I feel it — let it be here, too. 🌿💫
