Pushing boundaries

There I nothing that makes me more proud of myself, than realizing that a boundary has been pushed, tweaked or completely overridden. It's funny because for so long these boundaries have created my world, providing me with a false sense of security and "safe" world to exist in. Yet it is only when I feel these boundaries shifting and losing their solidity that I feel strong and empowered. The false security came with the price of fear and victimization. By taking
 control of my perceptions, feeling my instinctive fear or hesitancy and pushing past it, I feel an amazing feeling of strength that leads to more action, more opening and less walls and fear.

The amazing thing is that until I push a boundary, it is so layered into my unconsciousness that I don't necessarily appreciate its existence. Yet once tweaked, there is a weight that is released. The need to maintain this boundary, this lie to myself, the fictitious sense of safety that has to be constantly maintained. It's exhausting. Yet I dont feel the energy required until it is no longer required and I can feel the lightness and strength in its absence.

These aren't big shifts. To the people closest to me, they are probably imperceptible. But for me they are revolutionary shifts in the way I interact with the world. The fear of other be ones a little less. The need for protection and separation seem a little less.

Funny how something so simple can seem so brave and revolutionary. I can only smile at the shifts and be grateful for all that has brought me this insight and continue to water the seeds.