The little reassurances we give ourselves,
We place them delicately, carefully on our painstakingly constructed house of cards
(There’s always room for another)
And thus we have a beautiful house built of the stories we tell ourselves.
They call this technique “denial,” you know.
They make jokes about it: that river in Egypt, they say: denial.
Well, what’s wrong with a good swim, if the water is clean?
Copyright 2024 Amidha K Porter
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Good question! Here’s another: What if our little ‘lies’ are sometimes intimations from our wider, kinder, more compassionate and patient selves?
Beautiful.