Having worked with clients from various spiritual backgrounds, I have  generally found them to be passionate about their beliefs, and, some, in wanting to relate to others, are reluctant to share for fear of what others might think.

A Kahlil Gibran story can encourage us:

He writes: You ask me how I became a madman? One day, I woke from a sleep and found all my masks were stolen – I ran maskless through the streets shouting, ‘The cursed thieves.’

People laughed at me;  some ran away in fear.

When I reached the market place, a youth standing on a house-top cried, ‘Madman!.’

I looked up at him; the sun kissed my own naked face for the first time and my soul was inflamed with love for the sun; I wanted my masks no more.  I cried, ‘Blessed are the thieves who stole my masks.’ Thus, I became a madman. [Adapted]

By not wearing a literal mask he became free; by not wearing a metaphorical mask we, too, become free. Though some may call us names – is that all they can do? – it’s really them that are ‘mad’, for still wearing their masks. Be free. Be bold. Be authentic.