There is a place where everything is permitted. It's a small place, relatively speaking, and only one language is spoken there.
The key, and you know this, is establishing the framework. Nothing seeps out of good framework and you've seen what happens when it isn't good. Bruises and blood everywhere. Little stains you can never get rid of. You've tried everything, or at least you thought you had, to establish some rules. A boundary or two.
Imagine your surprise when you realized a whisper would suffice, a gentle line drawn in soft sand.
And here, all this time, you thought you needed a whip.
The key, and you know this, is establishing the framework. Nothing seeps out of good framework and you've seen what happens when it isn't good. Bruises and blood everywhere. Little stains you can never get rid of. You've tried everything, or at least you thought you had, to establish some rules. A boundary or two.
Imagine your surprise when you realized a whisper would suffice, a gentle line drawn in soft sand.
And here, all this time, you thought you needed a whip.
3 comments:
thanks for the posts. good stuff.
A set of soft boundaries, yes? Soft but watertight, maybe the texture of memory gel. They expand, but only so far.
Thanks how to climb.
@JMH - Memory gel. That's a perfect title.
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