I’m standing at the end of a hallway. I look back. I see it’s long. So many doors that have been opened to or by me. Amazing. I’m not sure I realized this unless I’d taken this moment to look back. They are all still open. Interesting. Yet, the side doors on the hallway are closed. Closed for a reason. Either chooses I didn’t make or lessons that I did learn. The hallway looks clear and bright but I can’t always say that it was so. It’s also straight but wait… I was certain there were twists and bends. And I don’t see the stairs or incline I surely felt.
I look ahead and to be honest, I can’t see what lies before me. But I’m not worried or scared. I stand in awe of my own journey this life … this moment. I am only encouraged to see all those doors… opened.
Years ago I read this quote by Ronnie Kaye, author of Spinning Straw into Gold and it so resonated with me then: “In life when one door closes another always opens, but the hallways are a bitch.” I haven’t always liked the hallways. I just wanted to be in the room. Yet now, I seem to be at such peace with this placement.
Oh… wait… I have to go now. Just like that… the next door is opening.