Treasures Hidden Within
Many experiences in my life are connected by a string of sounds (and other senses) and memories. Associations uniquely my own. To divulge them would be to give them away. So I shelter them. And yet I can’t take them with me, so the shelter has to last until I’m gone. I’m left always searching for ways to give others access to the treasures hidden within.
Orlando, FL, March 29, 2014
Like animals sheltered in a zoo. The bars and enclosures protect the visitors and keep the creatures from escaping “into the wild!”
So why do I need to protect you and why can’t I set my memories and experiences free? I have to consider that this view may be seriously flawed. You don’t need protection from the most precious gifts I possess. Perhaps I created this shelter to protect the child within. Protecting him from danger and mishap was once my primary purpose.
Now for his sake I must tear down the walls. Release him from “the shelter” to escape the isolation, darkness, and hurt that traps him perpetually in a place of sorrow. Destroy the shelter to save the child. Free him to share his experiences with the world. A world so desperate for healing and rejuvenation.
Though it may appear frightening for him to lose the familiar security of his containment, outside the shelter, he can grow, sing, and play. So join me in the open air my friends. Enjoy this free and “unfettered” access to this newly unsheltered man!
Orlando, FL, April 10, 2014
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| August 30, 2023 | frankie | 0 Comments | March 10, 2014 |