How absolutely wonderful it is when you can sit with a friend and open your heart. It is like seeing an open door, knowing that no matter what, you will be loved and accepted on the other side. Laughing until you pee your pants...crying until it hurts, and know it is ok. Pour out your soul, to know that it will be caught in a mug of comfort, compassion and care.
Share the stories of an elderly gentleman who has lived a great long life and appreciates every waking moment. He unknowingly shares his love, hope and gratitude upon anyone blessed to walk through the open door of his store.
To watch a cross country skier, dressed in a beautiful blue wind suit, that perfectly matches the backdrop of ocean waves and pops out of the winter white snow as he glides smoothly down the coast.
As February turns to March, I sit alone with a notebook and a pen....realizing that there is a open door in front of me. On the other side is the knowledge to follow my heart, trust of my instincts, forgive my mistakes, and finally face my fears.
Tomorrow I will awaken, the dawn of a new day. The pinks and blues of the sunrise over the ocean. There will be a new trust within myself, a renewal of spirit and purpose of life all within me. There are open possibilities, and open doors.
Oh...look, there is another one. Let's walk through it together with confidence and courage.
All of our experiences shape us. The people we meet, the decisions we make, the decisions that are made for us...our failures and successes, our hopes and dreams. I am grateful for all of it, even when it hurts...
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