Today I’m going to ask you to consider boundaries. What do you think of when I say the word Boundary? Perhaps you think right away of geographical points—imaginary lines that separate states and other places, or not so imaginary boundaries from one location to another such as a bridge, a river, an ocean. Maybe you see the boundaries that delineate points in the roads. You may envision the banks of the river enclosing the water within. Perhaps you imagine the personal boundaries you create to keep yourself safe. Maybe it’s the constraints that metaphorical boundaries around your time, your money, your energy create. Or boundaries of economical status, of race, of gender. I wonder if you might then ask yourself who creates these boundaries and from where or whom they originate. I wonder, too, if you would know that the definition of Boundary is “a line that marks the limits of an area; a dividing line.” And knowing that, what you might say about the boundaries around your mind. If a boundary marks the limits of an area and divides, what are the boundaries of your own imagination? How is your mind, and heart, divided by what you are and are not willing to see, where you’re willing to go, what you’re willing to come in close to, what you’re willing to risk? How are these boundaries keeping you safe, and what are they costing you?
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