{"id":11734,"date":"2010-11-18T13:33:32","date_gmt":"2010-11-18T20:33:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.yummy-wakame.com\/?p=11734"},"modified":"2010-11-18T13:33:32","modified_gmt":"2010-11-18T20:33:32","slug":"a-life-without-boundaries","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/yummy-wakame.com\/weblog\/2010\/11\/a-life-without-boundaries\/","title":{"rendered":"A life without boundaries?"},"content":{"rendered":"

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So I’m just writing as this idea comes out of me, as ill-formed as it might be. Right from the core of me I’m feeling that maintaining boundaries is an endless, pointless pursuit, requiring a tremendous amount of effort and ending always in a huge amount of separation and pain.<\/p>\n

Existence has no boundaries. WE set boundaries. We create separation. We put so much energy into separating ourselves from others. Having standpoints. Feeling better than others. Standing out from the crowd. Or deliberately isolating ourselves. Completely rejecting others. God, I’ve done ALL OF THESE!!! Its all stupid illusionary crap. None of it is real. All of it is subjective.<\/p>\n

What is a boundary anyway? Just some figment of our imaginations. The reason why it takes so much energy to maintain our boundaries is because it goes against a Universal Truth. Existance has no boundaries.<\/strong> what is beyond a boundary? more sky. So in other words, by creating boundaries, we are fighting what is. It just is.<\/p>\n

I’ve been saying for months now that “I’m struggling with boundaries. This is a big problem that I can’t seem to solve. I need to be better at setting them and sticking to them. I’m too soft on people. Too trusting.” Right now, as I question this idea, I realise that I seem to be under some sort of illusion that it creates a certain amount of safety, to set boundaries. But really, when I break it down, it doesn’t. Its just perceived safety. People will still cross them whenever they well please. And other things happen out of our control too. So the safety thing, is out the window. I can’t think of a single other reason why a boundary would be useful to me. By setting boundaries, I am effectively REJECTING anything that life wants to present me with. I am simply not open to looking at it. My headphones are in. Can you see? I am not open to talking to you right now, so go away. Even though this conversation might change my life. Now it will never happen.<\/p>\n

When I lived in South Africa, I lived behind fences and alarm systems. Despite my boundaries, people broke in anyway. I often wondered, what was the point?<\/p>\n

I think the reason why I’ve been struggling with boundaries all this time, to apply it in the sense that a lot of my friends have been urging me to, is because it doesn’t fit at all with the universal truth in my core. It doesn’t make any sense. Its fallable. Its a construct of the mind. Another bit of clutter that eventually I’ll have to get rid of to get to the essence of just enjoying this life, and ultimately, freedom.<\/p>\n

All this said, I’m not quite sure how ready I am for the repercussion this concept will have on my life. How it will affect relationships. This “ideal” relationship with a man I’ve been searching for all my life. If it has no boundaries, that means… so many things… things I’m not sure I’m ready for. But I’m willing to find out. Because I know that without boundaries, the truth always comes out. It is true freedom. To be and live in complete honesty. And that, seems worth every sacrifice, and the pain of shedding any social constructs along the way. And along with that, the perceived safety and shelter I have craved, from a more traditional relationship.<\/p>\n

So ultimately, a life without boundaries means a life without separation. So what is there to fear?<\/p>\n

It seems weird to even post this, because the idea is still so raw and unformed in my mind, but its the beginning of something that I just can’t turn away from, now that I’ve tasted it. And so, I press PUBLISH and it’s done.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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