Doors

"Here I am! Standing at the door - knocking! If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with her, and she with me... and there before me was a door standing open in heaven. And the voice I had first heard speaking to me like a trumpet said, 'Come up here, and I will show you what must take place after this.'"

Persistance. Desire. Promise. Hope. Nurishment. Mutuality. Communication. Revealing. Future.

Doors. Closed doors. Open doors. Sometimes a door slams in our face and hopes are dashed. At another times, a door swings wide open, and hopes soar - take flight like an eagle. Most of the time, we barely notice the opening and closing of doors. It seems that unless something dramatic or cosmic happens, we take no notice.

Doors.

What Will Be Said of You?

Yellerman with a riderless saddle - cowboy boots turned backwards in the stirrups - shiny black, antique, mule drawn, hearse - it seemed there were cowboy hats in every other clasped hand; and well worn boots kicked the damp grounds as family and friend, one by one, dropped earth from Charlies field onto the lowered casket. Even the sky was heavy. I didn't know Charley, but I cried.

Why is that?

I had to do this last weekend too. I need to be reminded of what's important in life once in a while, but two weekends in a row! I want to be well loved and well remembered. I want to have it said of me that she lived her life to the fullest - loved everyone and was generous with her time and resources - especially with her heart. Maybe that's what gets me. Maybe I start wondering about my own life and how it's been lived. Maybe I begin to reflect on whether or not I have been as generous with my heart as other's have been to me. Maybe I need to stop thinking and start being. Being more present - more generous - more compassionate - more devoted to something other than myself.

Ok, I don't like to cry, but today was a good day. I reflected and made some determinations - now, by the Grace of God...

King Solomon said it was better to go to a funeral than a party! Whew! Not me! But I do see his point - I really do, this time.