Of days and doors
I go through the same doors, in and out, day after day. It almost seems sometimes as if I go through the same days, in and out, again and again, too.
But sometimes I arrive at days and doors and know that these days lived or those doors opened - or closed behind - will change everything forever. I can feel their fatefulness. Other times, a fateful day or a fateful door will slip by without premonition, recognizable as such only in retrospect. What I love best is tracing how one door leads to the next and the next after that; failure to go through any one would have lost to me all that followed out of consequence, design, or serendipity.
This New Year’s, I bought a ticket and flew on a plane into the east at dawn. I walked through a new door, and nothing is the same. If I look back through life’s labyrinth of possibility at the doors that led one to another, one of them was nothing more or less than the simple act of writing a first entry in this blog and then deciding that I would write another and another just because writing made me happy.
Phil Roberson wrote:
I am happy for you! I just hope your trek through this new door will continue to open doors to the rest of us. Should I lose the Mindspinner “window” I have on your mind–and heart, because of where you have now gone, my days will be diminished. In any case, be well.
Posted on 07-Jan-06 at 6:37 pm | Permalink
mindspin wrote:
I’m quite sure I’ll be “mindspinning” as long as the limits of life allow :->, and any door I willingly pass through will take me ever nearer to that purpose and not farther from it. I’m touched that what I write here matters, at least to those with resonant minds and hearts. Thank you for that, and for your friendship.
Posted on 07-Jan-06 at 7:35 pm | Permalink