Confidences

Decades before I became what I now am, people were telling me their deepest, and to them, darkest burdens. Guilts were flounced, and whispered in the air like a quilt of many patches and stitches and colors.

Many of those ‘guilty’ things were continuing in their present. A curiosity of thought to me then and now, is how they can be so burdened with guilt over things of then, but the same thing now, continued over years, is now, not so bad, maybe even comfortable.

Some of their confessed ‘Sin'(isn’t it an Acronym for Self Imposed Nonsense?) is on the big ten, others are definitely on the road and nearing.

Greatly intelligent each and all, but each and all, by their own efforts, are in Harm’s Way. Confessions to me move their place there, not one iota.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s