Blush: (v) to develop a pink tinge in the face from embarrassment or shame.
Removing one misconception from the stacked-up views of a human being may temporarily topple the tower but will make the rebuilding more sturdy.
We are full of misconceptions.
Matter of fact, we feel compelled to lie to one another so as to remove all sense of embarrassment, shame or inadequacy.
So the singer who is loud and boisterous is never told that he’s off-pitch.
The beauty queen who is painted to excess to gain approval is never informed of how obnoxious she is.
And the politician is never surrounded by those who will truly ask the right questions.
We are afraid of embarrassment.
We are frightened that our weaknesses will surface, so we smother self-awareness under an ocean of flattery.
Sometimes I need to blush.
- I need to realize I have said something inappropriate.
- I have fallen short of expectation.
- I am a bow-tie worn with a jogging suit.
It’s good for me.
It literally puts some color in my cheeks.
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