As people, when our own anxieties overwhelm us, we may feel paralysed in a certain way. We may turn around and ask ourselves then, does this feeling inhibit us from doing something we desire to or may have done otherwise?
Do we ever realise that we might be hiding something from ourselves, something we wish not to be confronted with, something that might most evidently come up. There are parts of us which we choose to hide from ourselves, which reside within us; like secrets, secrets which we like to keep from ourselves, thus it’s most convenient for us, that even if we know of these secrets we hide them on deliberation. In the process of safeguarding these secrets what is it that we’re really preventing? What do we preserve within through such an act?
It’s a comfort zone of not encountering, of protecting one’s vulnerability, of fearing in anticipation that which might never be understood. It’s the act of doing again which keeps us from being even within our own skin’s. Running all the time, even from ourselves; how far.... we’re yet to discover.
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