What is this about privacy and keeping secrets? Privacy is no more than holding back, beloveds. It is withholding. Secrets are not a desirable level to live on. Reticence is a smoke screen. Keeping secrets is a power-play, beloveds. Hiding yourself under a bushel is making others look for you. Why not step out in front, and say, as I do say, “Here I AM.”
Why dart behind trees and whisk yourself hither and yon and the whole world with you? Why do you feel that you have to know something, allude to it, yet not reveal it?
What keeps you from sharing your heart and soul? Why engage in playing tag and making yourself It. Why would you make anyone run around trying to find you when you could be forthright instead? Why not go in a straight line rather than swerving around in S-curves.
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