In the universe, there are things that are known, and things that are unknown, and in between, there are doors. ~ William Blake (1757-1827)
Sometimes I must ask, where are those doors Mr. Blake? Where is the path leading to the door? What does it take to open a door? To walk through?
Each day I must begin again. Step out onto the path of life journeying through well used known doors; unknown doors and perhaps the trickiest ones - the doors I do not see. Thus I sit and do nothing to begin the journey of the new day. Cultivating awareness that I know I will be distracted from, yet without the cultivation process where would I be? Thrown up against a door I am not interested in? Pushed through an unwanted door once again by habit & misguided desires? Splintering the door of peace by bashing my mind against another?
Yes do nothing. Ask the Universe for guidance and direction. Pause, asking again, as often as I remember. I am grateful for those who remind of the path, that remind me of the doors, that point the way. I recall a line from a poem I wrote years ago - Where is the door which shelters silence?
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