Here I try Explain how I grew up without using facts, like I had two brothers or born in Africa and focus on experiences, perceptions, ideas etc.?
At the start I felt minute and vulnerable,
everything was big, scary and risky.
However, the presence of some others and
their protective forces in my life gave me security.
So much so,
there were times I would be risky and attempt things I feared when alone.
Life was exciting even from this small vantage point. I knew the forces
around me would protect me.
So I became free, wild, explored and did
what pleased me...until the fire.
The injury stopped the joy.
caused me to retract and attach to a particular safe bubble.
where I remained for many years enjoying the security in the bubble.
could risk leaving it again.
Slowly becoming strong and free,
eventually encircling others in my bubble and protecting them and giving
them that security I had as a kid.
- ▼ 2015 (11)