
Tenderness awakens within the security of knowing we are thoroughly and sincerely liked by someone. The mere presence of the special someone in a crowded room brings an inward sigh of relief and a strong sense of feeling safe. The experience of a warm, caring, affective presence banishes our fears. The defense mechanisms of the impostor –sarcasm, name-dropping, self-righteousness, the need to impress others– fall away. We become more open, real, vulnerable, and affectionate. We grow tender.
– Brennan Manning
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April 23, 2008 at 5:03 am
this is my second comment, I wanted to finish my first comment but the connexion was lost . I am french and I have got to know Lurnice Begnaud in Lafayette in 1985.
Please, write an email that we communicate more.
I am also a believer and we have the same origin (Begnaud).
I was born in Nantes.