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When I found this doorway, I stood back. It was too perfect to enter. It held the promise of too much paradise. I was not “wealthy” enough to open such a door. I could feel my own resistances, my own judgments about who I am and what I deserve. It symbolized too much. Now, looking at this and other photographs that represent “a way in,” I can see that each is only a mirror, only a glass. I cannot reach for the latch without asking, “Am I ready?” Is this really who I am ready to be?
No one of us knows for sure — not just what is on the other side of the door, but really what is yet on this side of it. We carry the unfinished, the uncompleted. We are still as dark to ourselves as we are light.
We are never ready for our own perfection. And yet…and yet…my hand goes forward, asking the Limitless what I may find just beyond.
Dare I discover myself? Dare I knock?
I cannot help it if I am this (crazily) curious.
~Dan~
of mere being 