Some months ago a friend (to many) died and on Father’s Day this year one of his sons published a tribute website. My friend, his father, was a gifted and prolific essayist although it was not and had never been a vocational pursuit.
Periodically the site is updated. A recent addition, Doors Open, had me at the title and the piece did not disappoint. It reminded me that life is a process. Sometimes we find ourselves on the outside looking in. Sometimes we feel locked in with no exit visible. And sometimes we get caught in the hallway between doors opening and closing.
For every door that closes
there is a new beginning.
Every broken moment
brings a new awareness.
Every lesson learned
a promise of fresh application.
Keys #2
Cosmic Gardener - Cultivating a Life 