My biggest challenge coming into this training was my upper limitation placed on my growth and self-expression; really, on my freedom to be myself. As I sat in class the phrase, “Bull in a China Shop” kept shouting at me from behind. My mother who was a quieter, softer person, used to say that to me and about me when I was growing up. During a class break I sat by the ocean and tapped on that phrase, “Bull in a China Shop”. The first unwinding cam around “China Shop”. What good is a China Shop anyway? It’s full of breakable stuff, disaster waiting to happen. And, they are full of beautiful delicate creations of beauty. The second unwinding came around the Bull. What good are bulls anyway? Noisy, smelly, destructive, over-sized creatures! Also, bulls are protectors. Fierce protectors, powerful protectors of cows and herds. Big and strong. Why would a bull want to go into a china shop anyway? Is there ever a reason for that? I might want to shop around, and I could choose to be careful for the period of time in the china shop. Maybe the china shop has wide aisles just for me! That was a big shift for me, and I feel an expansion around my chest, a freedom in my heart and throat. Thank you Dawson, for sharing your knowing.
— Michelyn Gjurasic