Where are our boundaries?

Thinking about it – if we don’t have boundaries, then we have no identity.

And do we really want to seep everywhere, like a random puddle of water finding its way earthwards?

By nature, I am not fond of boundaries. I push against them and worry that they are selfish.

But I need them.

Perhaps there is wisdom in learning to love them.

And maybe this starts by seeing them in a new light.