How comfortable we can get in our tiny little worlds in which we live. The ones where the road ends with the end of the city limits. The world in which a plane can never take us away or a car can never lead us astray. How big the map is, but so little we actually know of it, content in our boundaries we set for ourselves. Fear is our fence, chains are our running shoes. We go no farther than the "Stop" at the end of our neighborhood street. We do not break the wall and keep on, we pause. We stay stuck and content with absolutely nothing. And we do not miss what we do not know.
How strange it is that we can open a letter to the rest of the world. One line that eliminates all boundaries, finds all faults, and builds a bridge to the greener grass. The greener grass and purer water for us to drink. And with one tear, on sweeping motion, the brakes unlock and we can move. We become what we never thought was possible. We break the wall, we crack the lock, we cut the chains, we stare at fear and watch the fence disappear. Freedom. What we never realized. What we never accepted until now.
Until now.
Well, I think you just described me, at least partly!!! I so like your comparisons...Fear/Fence; Chains/Running shoes; Letter to the rest of the world/BLOG!!!!!.
ReplyDeleteYou are so right...the "plane can never take us away". It is only a temporary reprieve. Excellent analogy of life and how it can be so limited by self-imprisonment/FREEDOM!! Enjoyed this very much!!