My walls are filled with doors and windows.
I did not purposefully fill my walls with these items. I think my subconscious did that for me, quietly and unobtrusively.
When I realized there was a theme here, I wondered what it is that draws me so strongly to portals of this type. It did not take me long to figure out it was the call of possibility.
A closed or open door invites knocking and entering. A window provides a vista into another realm of possibility, be it the world inside that a special someone has created or the world outside with all of its possibilities.
And a footpath? Who can resist the siren’s call of a winding footpath through trees, over mountains, to the water? I certainly cannot.
Perhaps it is my innate curiosity that beckons me to new experiences and their flip side, the reassuringly familiar. The comfort of coming home to the same hearth and loved ones for the thousandth time–knowing what awaits on the other side is love, a warm meal, a comfortable bed—is what allows me to brave an unknown door, window or path.
I have a dear blogging friend who once told me that she is a bit of a Hobbit. She knows that hearth, home and a peaceful quiet all feed her soul. I have that bit in me—many of us do—but also the need for the new, the unknown, the challenge that changes me.
It is in the balance of the two that I find joy. Rather, it finds me.
Today, as you go about your business, I am wishing you just the right portal.
You may be in need of a new adventure. Open that window and climb into the garden; follow the path to parts unknown.
Or perhaps you are a bit world weary. Then let your feet beat a familiar path to a door that welcomes you. One with a wagging tail or a warm smile on the other side.
And give joy a friendly how-do-you-do from me.