A Story about Walls
When I was in my late twenties, I found myself dancing 5Rhythms with Gabrielle Roth. I believe the workshop was called Mirrors, an in-depth look at the ego. At the time, I didn’t realize the significance of the workshop name. Up to this point in my life, I’d only had friends mirror back my ego to me in brief moments. Mirrors was a powerful workshop experience that shaped my life in more ways than one.
During one of the more powerful moments, we were doing some mirroring of each other’s words and motion and Gabrielle stopped me.
And, she said, “You have Walls.”
It was one of those moments that seem to freeze time. At first, I was confused and repeated the phrase, “You have Walls.” She repeated the phrase almost impatiently, “You have Walls.” One reason we all loved her and attended her workshops was that she was willing to say what no one else would. And, she wanted more for us than most of us wanted for ourselves.
I was like a deer frozen in the headlights. It felt as if everyone was watching me and the light was shining directly on my walls. And, I wasn’t so aware of my barriers at this moment. Who me? What Walls?
Well, there was nowhere to go but within.
Nowhere to point but inside and feel it out for myself, “I have Walls.”