19
Jan
2015
Who Is It That Haunts Your Past?
Who is it that haunts your past? I’ve struggled with this question. The obvious answer is to point a finger at one or two significants that will forever be lost to me… distrust, anger and misunderstanding are the the high walls and deep trenches that continue to separate.
During an amazing moment of clarity I discovered the walls and trenches made me a prisoner, they in fact surrounded me, something akin to the Berlin Wall. While I looked out and saw others moving on to new relationships, exciting relationships that I wanted too, I was unreachable because I’d built my own Berlin wall. I had a circle of friends that would ‘fly in’, but would always escape to freedom when the visit was over. This walled city, the prison, was of my own doing. Read the rest of this entry »
