I like the thought of "borders".
There are times when those borders of social taboos should not be violated. And there are times when crossing a forbidden border may add value to our experience. The wisdom comes from knowing the difference!
Roger
Normal life and border crossing
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My earliest remembrance is one of three or four years-of-age. I was riding on a scooter to one of the borders of my little world. When arriving at that border, a railway crossing , I stopped and looked curiously into the unknown land.
On that day I didnt cross that border, but later in life I crossed several others. And not always such you can see, and not all crossings were good.
It seems obvious to me that we all live our normal lives inside of visible and invisible borders. But sometimes the time is ripe to set out for crossing a border. Or you cross a border you better not have done.
I will try in the next time to research this theme a little bit more here.
(the photo is taken from bigfoto.com)
Continuation will follow