Internal Monsters

 As I was sitting in "my room" last night, I noticed unfamiliar patterns displayed on the ceiling and wall. I was intrigued and mesmerized by the different movements of the pattern and how it engulfed the entire room.  When looking to see what the origin of this pattern might be, I found a very tiny lady bug dancing across the surface of the night light in the room. When I stopped to think about it, I guess I should have been releived that it was a ladybug and not the bigger-than-life monster as it appeared to be. Lucky for me, I don't usually run into real live monsters. However, like everyone else, I have little internal monsters which, if not controlled, can become all consuming. Those monsters differ with each person, but we all know what they are.  I think as we grow older and wiser, these monsters have less influence on us and do not rear their ugly presence. We learn and discover what is important to us in life and those monsters decrease in their size and strength.   I read a book once that referred to the internal monsters as "The Skunks of Mrs. D".  I kind of like that name because it reminds me of a quote from Abraham Lincoln:  "What kills a skunk is the publicity it gives itself".