The speech was horrible. My mind raced. I wondered where all the saliva in my mouth went. It felt like my tongue was swelling. Was my speech slurred? It was panic so every word came out in some feeble attempt to recover from the last until finally a very good friend clicked to the last slide of the presentation which I didn't even understand anymore.
It was an honor and a kind and generous audience, but I did notice how a talk about belief became an exercise in the form of a rambling monologue proving how little I believed in myself.
Today I am grateful to be surrounded by such kind people.