Sharing parts of my life that are enclosed within the recesses of my memory get nudged now and then. However, the keys to opening this locked door must be buried beneath the sands of time. There is no purpose to this study, as it would only add fuel to a fire that has long been extinguished. Nothing gained except for use against me in a world that I do not live in anymore. Often I can learn from my mistakes but there are others that are repeated because I have not been able to end the habit or been able to discern why I do them.
The question for my explorers that would have me open sesame is why ask questions you don’t want the answers to. If they are known it is too easy to personalize my actions as a way I distance myself from another. Perhaps there will always be a vestibule between the outer door and the inner door to my heart, but I will invite that select few in as long as they don’t inquire where the furniture came from.
Anything hidden has the potential of exposure. At any moment the secrets left behind can come to the surface. Look at those issues and leave them where they belong in the circular file. The only effect anyone or anything can have on you is what you allow.
ReplyDeleteEach day is a new beginning, it is a chance to move in the direction you choose. Good luck my dear friend.