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So this whole Boundaries conversation keeps coming up.

Mostly because people keep trying to do the horizontal mamba on mine.

I know, Quelle horreur!  Je ne sais quoi, NO!

But all jokes aside, I'm huge on boundaries.  Mainly because if you don't have any, your life is a hot mess. You end up doing things you don't want to, with people you don't like, accepting things that are wrongd not having any fun.

Which is not cool.

The funny thing is though, the majority of the time I am laid back, cruizy and the most easy going person you could ever come across.  Unfortunately, these lovely traits go AWOL at the exact moment my boundaries get stomped on, and I turn into a PMS-sy Tasmanian She-devil on crack.  

And then it's over.

The sun is shining again.

Well, for me, anyway.

But I've come to the conclusion that people don't like boundaries for this one simple reason:

Boundaries = decisions.

But let's do the multi layered look here:

Decisions are made through taking Door A or opening Door B.  

But, I hear you say, What if I don't make a decision?  What if, you know, before I could make a decision, it was taken out of my hands?

Well, as much as you may want to throw the hu-ju hands in my direction, not making a choice was, or is, depending on which way you look at it, a choice in itself.

No, really, it is.

And as one very cool Yoda said, Do or do not, there is no try.

Wait, no really, give me a minute, I'm on a roll here, babes...

Anyway, when you start to look at things differently, outside your normal sphere, and from a new perspective, one thing becomes glaringly obvious:

It's not boundaries that cause all the problems.  

It's choices.

Or more to the point, your expectations that I will own your choices.

That was, is, and will continue to be, inaccurate.

Boom, baby.



Wishing you much love and abundance and a truly courageous heart.

T and Spirit