Friday, September 04, 2009
Stripe the Cat
My cat's brain is roughly the same size as a walnut, yet he innately understands that you cannot be confined by a cage built of shadows. You simply get up and walk through the bars .
If you want to.
I can sense the cage behind me...it doesn't exist, yet it's still there. Escape is easy-I'm already free. I'll remain free even if I choose not to move- but immobility is a horrible waste of freedom.
At the moment, I'm looking back but I'm also moving forward. I am piecing together the flotsam and debris of my former life and finding that there are few bits of treasure hidden in the rubble.
This is not something that I could have, nor would have, done on my own.
Someone had to help me and encourage me. I'm not afraid to admit that. I'm incredibly grateful for the support and courage lent to me by many of my friends here ...and especially so to my newest friend, who is not a blogger at all, although some of you may have met via my radio show.
Yes, I'm being deliberately cryptic, but not for any of the obvious or traditional reasons for doing so.
There's nothing to hide.
But there's also no need to explain.
I am understood. That says it all.