Meri's Musings

Too many little girls are taught to be nice to color inside the lines to squelch their anger to put others first always. But wholeness comes from integrating light and shadow. Anger signals boundary violations and the need to teach others  what is acceptable and what won't be tolerated. Putting others first all the damn time just makes us feel depleted  taken for granted and unimportant except as a functionary  for others. Be your WHOLE quirky beautiful self not some truncated, socially prescribed version of yourself.

One of the really difficult things for many women, myself included, is to learn how to establish and enforce personal boundaries. This post isn't about that perplexing issue. It's about establishing another kind of boundary, a bright line of demarcation separating one thing from another. What I really need is help. Can someone please help me figure out the line that separates antiques from plain old junk? It seems to me that lots of really old things are still nothing but plain old junk, no matter what pretensions the shopkeeper has. But maybe I'm lacking discernment.