Doors open and doors close, all the while life happens around us. While we spend countless hours wondering how to open this door or close that door, so many other things walk in and out of those same doors. The doors themselves are not the puzzle, the locks are. How would you define an open door? Is it simply one that is not locked? Or, maybe the door needs to at least be cracked already?
We place doors all around us, doors to the heart, doors to the mind, when I look inside me, doors. Locked, cracked, unlocked and wide open, these doors litter the inside of my psyche. We think in terms of, who has the key to my heart? That's a door. Who can unlock my thoughts? That's a door. The answer to both of these questions, he or she who owns the door.
My friends, we would all do well to manage our own doors and be content with what sleeps behind them. In truth, these are the only doors that we can lock or unlock without permission.
I've Moved!!!
10 years ago

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