Walls Must Come Down
Posted on January 31, 2005 in pilgrimage.
Everywhere I turn, I see walls. Some tall walls, some short walls, some dividing walls, some illusionary walls. But they're everywhere. I can't see a situation, without building up my own wall, my own secure fence to protect what I have -- my judgements, my opinions, my hopes, my desires.
These dividers are really getting in my way now. I have peeked on the other side of the wall, and that's my real turf. In the past, I couldn't even see the walls; I would keep running into it and complain of the headaches. But my time has come.
Walls must come down.
While I'm at it, I want to have a word with the builder too. Poor guy has been working so hard all these years, that it's time to give him some real rest.
