A Shell does have a Purpose...

"Now let us play hide and seek. Should you hide in my heart it would not be difficult to find you. But should you hide behind your own shell, then it would be useless for anyone to seek you."Khalil Gibran

I used to feel bad about it...

about pulling myself deep 

inside that protective home,

behind the thick walls 

I've built.

It is comfortable inside here

cute too.

I feel safe

protected

loved

and

quite at home when I pull myself inside

away from the world's chaos.

As I grew older

I tried

tried to live outside,

I pushed myself

to try and live

in full view of everyone

to 

allow others to view and touch my heart to live open and free...

it hasn't worked so well to be quite honest...

it has caused more pain than gladness 

and 

more worry than peace.

After surviving people's 

meanness

selfishness

self centered ways,

I've decided

that 

while I don't live there all the time

it is quite 

okay

to let people 

view 

the protective layer on the outside.

I don't have to invite them in 

or even allow them to see through my window

because

I've discovered

they are not safe....

they aren't comfortable in their own abode

so they 

wonder around

sucking the life

out of whoever they touch

then like a black widow

they try to wrap their prey up

in their spiny spun web

to discard

and move on to the next living breathing place.

Yes, I am called to love my neighbor

but in the same 

context

I do love myself more

so 

I've decided

to 

be more selective

about

who and what 

and 

how

someone see

what lies deep inside

of me....

they may see this sexy hot shell

get a glimmer into my thinking process

even see a tiny piece of my heart...

but 

I have found

I quite like the inside 

of my shell

all 

colorful and fun...

only the select

only those I love

only who I choose

will 

see inside 

ever again...

.no more creepers, suckers, widows wrapping 

slugs....

I didn't know it for a long time

can't believe it has taken me 49 years to learn...

but 

our shells

they have a purpose

their boundaries when used properly

protect us

from

the elements,

from the rag-tag

surface dwellers who 

make their living sucking the life from others.

Today

I say

no more!

get your own shell

....

mine is taken

and

only 

a few

will venture inside

....

celebrating my little abode this morning.

thankful

for

Big Daddy

off color daughter and off color son

thankful for life

thankful for love

thankful for the stars that shine in the darkness

and

for the sun that breaks through at daybreak...

Have a Great Friday....

blessings...

The Radical Rambler