September is back to school time for many. For all of us the school of life is open every season and every day, all day. Without fail we will encounter limitations as part of the curriculum. It’s a pithy thing to think about.
Limits are to be honored for sure, and to be overcome if they can be. So when we relate to a limitation rightly, it may open doors we hadn’t seen before . . . doors of acceptance or spiritual growth, doors of mutual help, doors of courage, grit and more.
Phrases Posted on Facebook, September 2019
To have a good game of tennis, cribbage or monopoly, there are known rules i.e. limits within which the players abide in order to play. Understood with acceptance, limits are needed and can be full of grace. It’s a very creative act of consciousness to know and love our limits.
It is possible for a limit to have some fluid edges, places where a bit of flexibility exists. Here I think of a tree, how it is limited by a deep rootedness that it must have to live and grow. It has a place to which it belongs. But above the ground, the trunk and branches can sway and move in the wind and another ring of growth can be added to the trunk.
A cactus can’t survive in the arctic. A delicate woodland violet will have a hard time in the desert. We are given the limits of our natures and our circumstances. Working with the given, we need to find ways to push the limits in order to grow and to cultivate our freedom and wholeness.
Setting a limit for ourselves is a creative act. This I will keep to. This is where I’ll abide. Paradoxically it allows us to grow deep roots into what is yet unknown at the outset. There can be great creativity and adventure in setting limits.