Ah beautiful. I sometimes had doors that I pushed just a little open to peek inside...and decided I was not quite ready to enter or let what was inside come out. Sometimes there was wisdom in that careful looking, and sometimes fear. I think it is still the case sometimes. I am better these days at knowing the doors are there, a bit better at deciding which ones to open.
Ah beautiful. I sometimes had doors that I pushed just a little open to peek inside...and decided I was not quite ready to enter or let what was inside come out. Sometimes there was wisdom in that careful looking, and sometimes fear. I think it is still the case sometimes. I am better these days at knowing the doors are there, a bit better at deciding which ones to open.