AFTERNOON:
Boundaries are good things.
I definitely tend to mine. Sometimes my personal boundaries are like the Berlin Wall. But not usually.
In certain respects, there's no entry or it's very limited.
If you have strong personal boundaries, you're more likely to respect other people's boundaries.
Those are the hands-off, nose-out-of-my-business kinds of boundaries. No wandering hands, no prying eyes.
Other boundaries are more mental, your field of operation, where you range and how far you range.
We think of the Highest, but sacred literature lets us know there are boundaries. And common experience says so too.
This is all for the good. We're drawn onward and upward, step by step, with more and more as we're ready.
Mental boundaries are also good so you're not always reinventing the wheel. We know something and it forms a boundary because we've learned.
I know better than to touch the stove. I have a self-imposed boundary. It's physically possible to touch it, but I'm not going to.
If I don't want to do something, I tell people my mother told me I couldn't cross the street. Thanks, Mom, for that boundary and excuse.
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