Border Security
November 28, 2007
The first impression is that there are no limits. All seems to be open and wild and free. You may roam where you will. If you step across an invisible barrier of any kind, it isn’t immediately obvious. You could probably cross that line a dozen times without being aware that it is there.
It does exist, though. Each time it is crossed, it becomes slightly more visible, gradually, only very gradually. It is as if the keeper of the border is almost infinitely patient. Almost. If you choose to spend time here, you need to watch carefully, keep an eye on that line that at first doesn’t even seem to exist. Eventually, if you keep walking over it in your ignorance and haste, it will become solid, and you may trip on it. Take that as your warning. The next time you trod carelessly toward it, you won’t be able to cross, you won’t even trip over it. You’ll find, quite suddenly, that it is a brick wall, unclimbable. You’ll see the ‘Keep Out’ sign. If you persist, if you push on the wall, you’ll realize it isn’t even only impassible. It’s an electric fence, and your stubborn insistence on trying to bypass it will only result in disaster for you.
Much better to stay on the outskirts, enjoy the appearance of freedom of access, and resign yourself to the fact that some places are just off limits to you.
November 30, 2007 at 6:37 pm
‘My own garden is my own garden,’ said the Giant; ‘any one can understand that, and I will allow nobody to play in it but myself.’ So he built a high wall all round it, and put up a notice-board.
TRESPASSERS
WILL BE
PROSECUTED
December 1, 2007 at 12:23 am
This is a very interesting metaphor. I’m going to take it away and think about it for a while.
December 3, 2007 at 2:26 am
I think I need that notice-board, Ben. Mind you, stapling it to my forehead may be a tad painful.
David, do let me know the results of your pondering.
December 4, 2007 at 12:26 pm
It’s shameful how some will not take borders seriously. Some even regard such breaches as worthy sport. This disturbs the violets but only for a short time. They recover well. They learn and grow. Futile foolishness repeats and rebounds manyfold but is only ever just as is.
Ignorance knows no boundaries, eh?
On the other hand we all overstep the mark sometimes.
Whether this refers to relationships, personal growth, cats chasing pigeons in the rose garden, or all of those, it’s brilliant.
I mean, we’re all in there aren’t we, finding our way, testing ourselves and others?
December 4, 2007 at 6:50 pm
borders and boundaries….so interesting, and so difficult to maneuver…
December 5, 2007 at 12:31 pm
That’s an interesting point, Shell, about some people thinking that pushing past boundaries is worthy sport. It does shine a different light on the action.
Vesper, you’re right. I am a complete klutz myself at times when it comes to recognizing and dealing with boundaries.
December 9, 2007 at 7:18 pm
sometimes it is better to make enormous walls and take delight in removing their height, brick by brick.
December 10, 2007 at 2:15 am
Miles, that sounds like rather a good process. Gradual, allowing time to absorb each layer of removal.