09/11/24 - The Vixen Among The Bulrushes

 

09/11/24 - The Vixen Among The Bulrushes

 

 For a little while I can avoid the fact that I've comfortably worked myself into a steady rut. Perhaps even avoiding in-depth social interactions life sometimes calls for. It's almost as if I unintentionally appropriate the hermit card within tarot. I can't say with certainty that it's not a defense mechanism. Hell, I can't even say that it's not enjoyable. It's just second nature to me. However, this feeling or urge doesn't last long. Without a doubt I end up craving ongoing social interactions. It's very easy for me to slip in and out of this phase of isolation. There's one person in particular I can lean on when I need a push back into social reality. Let's face it, it's not a push it's a shove. Or more like a plunge, right into the outside commotion this world has to offer. My sister makes it so easy for me to feel a part of existence again. She's social, she's daring and a whole lot of fun. She's my reminder not to take things too literally. She will taunt me with phrases like "Since when have you been so fearful of life" which utterly knocks the wind out of me. I can justify all I want, but it's the truth. These subtle phases of seclusion make me err on the side of caution. Almost too much. For if we are to live without the reminder that uncertainty makes things exciting... then we are really only surviving aren't we? She reminds me not to loose my touch. She reminds me not to tighten up my mental screws. To not necessarily live dangerously, but to embrace the excitement that uncertainty inspires. To not overthink every little thing. She's like the version of myself before I somewhat composed myself. Having her around thus creates a balance. For that I am ever so grateful. She's my not-so-gentle reminder to throw away any self induced fear and keep living on the wild side. 

 

 

The One, The Only

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