love letter to a boundary
Bogliasco, Liguria, Italy - Gulfo Paradiso and me, 2016
Hello dear hearts,
Here’s a little something that I offer in hopes it will resonate somewhere in your life today.
Love letter to a boundary:
Dear Boundary,
You were there before I knew you had taken up residence in my body. I used to think I was just being adaptive and finding my way around to another way of looking at things. Another way of being that didn’t make me feel like I might be displeasing or misperceived.
Then I realized you were exactly the thing that I needed in order to be fully myself, and be fully present with my people. Inside of you is where my voice is. If only I had known…
But damn that moment of running smack into you in the dark was intense! It rocked my nervous system with anxiety. I had to breathe deeply with loud exhales through my lips, and move around to shake off the charge. Tears came, and my stomach fluttered into my chest as I realized that I had to enact you into being and speak your truth.
Yes…I’m taking….. [exhale]... this stand. Yes…..this is actually how I feel.
Woooooooooosh!
What a relief.
What’s even better is that when I reached out to trusted dear ones and said [boundary], they said yes! Way to go! We hear you! And by the way that rocks.
Not scary. Not selfish. Liberating. Loving.
Now, there is an opening where there wasn’t before. What a paradoxical occurrence. One block set, another one lifted. Except this time it’s in the right orientation.
Shutting a door really does open a window as they say.
Oh my, but now I have nothing to hide behind. My voice is calling and the window is open and now there’s even another door I hadn’t seen before.
Better show up with my heart open and take good care.
Thanks boundary. You’re the best.
New Moon Love,
Tara
While I’m Here :
I think that the violence of occupation should not be attributed to what we do for a living. Instead I propose that we think of our jobs, businesses, and livelihoods as revenue streams.