I have pounded on some mighty doors and been locked out of others. I’ve even kicked a few in.
I can literally see my hand, in my mind’s eye, turn the knob. Some were doors to unknown opportunity and healing and possibility. There were other doors that I closed in order to care for myself better; doors to negative places that I outgrew as I knew more.
The best doors are the ones that are left wild open all the time; the door that welcomes us home, the door to “higher” learning.
(WordPress Photo Challenge is a weekly prompt to share a photo- I enjoy twisting these macro prompts to share our micro life here on the Colorado prairie. My photos are taken with my phone, on my farm. No psych, definitely not high tech.)