Since we are
members of a family, we are not free to do
anything we like. We may not be able to go as
far from home as we would like. We may have to
get up earlier in the morning than we would
like. We may have only limited use of the car.
Families set
up limits in order to maintain order and
happiness. If each of us demanded something
different for supper each night, the situation
would be unmanageable.
Limits also keep
us safe. When Peter Rabbit was told not to go
into Mr. McGregor's garden, it was for his own
good.
Limits and
restrictions are a form of love and protection,
and we all have them.
When we bump up
against one of these limits, we can be assured
they serve to point us in another direction, one
with freedoms of its own which we may never have
explored without being forced to.
Don't do nothing
you can't share,
and be prepared to
discuss everything that you do.
-- Martin
Shepard, M. D.
Secrets diminish
self-respect; they foster paranoia, and they make
it impossible to have honest and open
communication.
Self-disclosure
cleanses us; but an even greater benefit is that
a commitment to it triggers careful forethought,
and a needless or perhaps hurtful action can be
avoided.
It takes only a
moment to reflect on the possible ramifications
of an intended action.
And that
moment's reflection can save us from apologies,
shame, and embarrassment.
Being committed
and prepared to inform others of all that we are
nurtures the growth of our better selves.
No greater
encouragement for self-improvement exists than
the decision to share absolutely all.
One pill makes you
larger
And one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you
Don't do anything at all
Go ask Alice
When she's ten feet tall
And if you go chasing
rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
Call Alice
When she was just small
When the men on the
chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving low
Go ask Alice
I think she'll know
When logic and
proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's off with her head
Remember what the dormouse said
