Portals

Photo montage: Portals 1Every doorway, every window, every gate is a portal to adventure. It may well be that those  portals are locked when I approach. More often than not, I find that it’s I who locked them up, who put impediments in my own way. That is the price of fear, of laziness, and of self-doubt. What holds me back or shuts me out is rarely an insurmountable obstacle; it’s me, often and only me. If I want to grow and change, learn and progress, it’s up to me to find the openings I most want to explore, and challenge the barriers with all my might. If I can’t find the key, I should make one. And frankly, if I can’t do that, I should probably make some adventures of my own and not bother waiting for the right portal to appear. Knock, knock! Life calling!Photo montage: Portals 2

Closed/Open

Windows and doors

Are metaphors—

But also real

Gateways.

So: are Yours?photoHow open to change?

How closed in fear?

Do you throw them wide

When a friend

Comes near?photoYou can bar the way

And lock out

All storms—

But have you

Barred Chance in all

Its forms?photoAre your windows sealed

To stop the rain

So tightly that

No light can gainphotoEntry anymore?

Is your door of steel

Holding off

New joys

For fear you’d feel?photoThrow open the sash!

Swing wide the door!

Adventure is what

This life is for.photo