This enemy …
Or this …
Walls rise, doors lock, shackles clamp down.
The enemy traps its mark.
Have we faced an enemy with these black arts?
No.
A Diabolical Force plotting our demise is as likely as Santa coming down the chimney.
Is there adversity? Yes.
Characters in our life to cause havoc? Yes.
Natural disaster, economic downturn, disease? Yes.
But no evil power.
So …
Is there an enemy? How are we bound by walls, fetters and doors?
Distrust raises walls.
We pour a drink rather than pour out the truth in our heart.
Dread becomes leg irons.
We avoid the solitude that nature offers.
Doubt locks doors.
We work rather than attend a celebration.
It’s true … We can be “our own worst enemy.”
Trapped within a cell of our own making.
Courage turns the key.
Very insightful and an easier understanding of “responsibility is the willingness to consider that we are the source of the way things are”
Yes. We don’t always have control over what happens ion life but we do have control over our response.
I so enjoyed reading your blog…reading previous postings…feeling a connection…like you’re a messenger…you speak to me…blessings and gratitude…thank you.
This quote (I keep by my desk) is my measure of writing. “The role of the writer is not to say what we can all say but what we are unable to say.” Anais Nin
Thank you for your encouragement. Ann