I am feeling that I am always writing about the same thing over and over again. Is that a way for my soul to tell me I have to move forward. I have written about what it feels like being in the dark. I have written about how it might often be a struggle to get out of the dark. And I have written about how I think it must feel like, the light. But I have not written about how it really is there. Because perhaps I am not quite there yet... This is where I feel that I am banging my head against. The door that is still closed to me.
I have been so intend on getting through that door, that I have forgotten that there are other doors in the corridors of my mind. The door is iron-clad, impossible to break through. What is behind that door, only the soul knows, and it don't want me to go through. The key to the door is not to sit and stare at it. I have to get up from the comfortable seat of doing nothing but think, plan and stare. I have to go on a search in the rooms that lie beyond this one door. This is my sacred journey.
Nothing is like it seems in this dreamlike landscape. The door is only the beginning. Maybe it is the symbol of all that I will never be. Or maybe it is my past lives, or some other secret that I cannot know now. Maybe the key is somewhere inside this land in the mists, somewhere I can only find if I start living inside here too. Living in this land, will manifest itself in my life here on earth. They are perhaps intertwined, bound together by the one thing they have in common: me...
So I sit here in front of the door. And I am making myself ready for the journey of a life time, the journey that will change me and my life forever. I am going treasure hunting, ghost hunting and all the wonderful things that this journey into the imagination will bring me. I am getting ready for an adventure, getting ready to explore and search. I am getting up and standing tall, taking a last look at the door and then turn away to face the dark corridor, not knowing where it will lead me.
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Follow your gut. Maybe you need to feel your way first. What's the door made of? Do you really want to see what's on the other side?
Maybe you need to appreciate the darkness. . .
Follow your gut, that's all i know. the others are ideas
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