I am Armadillo.  A tiny tank in an immense world.

          I am Armadillo.  I carry my armor on my back.  I carry my protection on my back.

          I am Armadillo.  My plating is my fear embodied.  With no real defenses, I felt naked.  I dreamed armor that neither tooth nor claw could pierce.

          I am Armadillo.  Protected by my fear.  Boundaries established between me and the world.

          I am Armadillo.  My plating protects me.  It makes me feel safe and lets me learn and grow in peace.

          I am Armadillo.  My plating also limits me.  It shuts me off from the full embrace of Mother Earth.

          I am Armadillo.  Boundaries may be necessary for peace of mind.  But remember that they may need to be breached for peace of spirit.