Transparent Tomatoes

I was eating my salad about a week ago, and looked down at my plate and I could see straight through my tomatoes to the lettuce they were sitting on. Why not just leave them off? The tomatoes had no flavor and they had a horrible texture! So maybe you’re wondering why I’m ranting about my tomatoes, it really has nothing to do with you, does it?

Well in the course of this lovely lunch I started to think about how most of the time I find it difficult to be transparent. Let me interject the definition of transparent: 1) Allowing light to pass through with little or no interruption or distortion so that objects on the other side can be clearly seen. 2) Clearly recognizable as what he, she, or it really is. Okay so I fall way short on being recognizable for who I really am, even with the people I love and trust!

Why is this so hard? Could I (we) be scared of the judgments of others on me. Or maybe I’m scared that if people really know what I think about on a daily basis they won’t love me anymore. I can conjure up some pretty crazy thoughts and ideas in my brain. This is all wrong though, I should be able to have the confidence in people that are in my life to voice what is on my heart, to bear my soul. I really think my (the) world would be a greater place if I was able to really share what was keeping me down.

Twenty-Ten has arrived; matter-of-fact we are 13 days in! So I have a personal goal this year, tell the people that I love and trust what is really on my heart. I understand this will be a process, but I think I’m ready! So maybe the next time you’re eating a salad and happen to look at your tomatoes, just think about what is inside of you that you would really like to share with the people in your life!

Much Love, Ashley :) <--- Happy Face!