Possibilities. The word makes me feel free, open. As if a chain has been removed. In front of me is an open meadow of light that drowns out all the shadows that have been my constant companion. I am happy.
But then I begin to wonder about all the possibilities. Which ones are the right ones? What direction should I go? What if I make the wrong decisions? Take the wrong steps? Will I stumble? Will I fall down? I begin to tremble. That light doesn't seem so peaceful anymore. It's glaring-blinding-burning! I start to wish for the shadows again. They hide my insecurities. Before the possibilities I knew who I was. I had no choices. It was comfortable there in my little box.
LJW