How do you cope with the pain of being overlooked, of being forgotten, of being seen but not as who you are, of being misunderstood, of being forced into mental cages, of being nothing more but a screen on which other people’s projections land? You don’t. You let that part…
A boundary is a lesson in consent. It’s rooted in a sense of self. Who you are, says what you allow.
The first time time I read ‘The Last Chance Saloon’, I didn’t like what it did to me. Which is not to say that I didn’t like it.
This was based on a writing exercise on a secret: “Always dreamed of being a lead guitarist and performing with Sting”. So I tapped my inner Rockstar.
Sometimes I find lessons when I’m dreaming. Sometimes they lead me astray. Just enough to keep me wondering about my dreams. Do you?
We live in cold storage during the week, shutting away emotions, fears, aches and fevers till such a time that we can experience them ‘on our own time’.
