What do you think is the hardest thing to change?

Beautifully put. J x

Perhaps because we have not fully ingested what is within the first door. Else we would know it is coming along with us.

Elke, beautiful!

When I read your post,  and then Meenakshi's comment, my mind jumped to the image of one of those revolving doors  -  round and round it goes.  It takes a bit of courage to step into one, if you're not used to them, then you could stay stuck inside forever, going round and round, until finally, you exit.  Life's like a revolving door, it gives the illusion of opening and closing.  We could leave the same way we came, we could leave out the other way, or we can stay and go round and round and round and round.  But if we try to stop, we get smacked in the butt!

I reallly like your answer, Elke.  It took me off on a pleasant tangent.  I like that.

Hi Elke,

I did think about being in a wheel-chair when I wrote that, but still thought the value of the image merited sharing .  The building at the hospital where see my doctor has a revolving door.  It primarly serves people in rehabilitation and those with cancer, both of whom are often in wheelchairs, as well as the visually impaired.  They installed a special door for them, so they can by-pass the whirling nightmare which even intimidates many people on foot.

Maybe the lesson the “revolving door” holds is that it is a creation.  We can get from “point A to point B” without it, yet some architect somewhere decided it was a wonderful idea.  We are the architects of our own lives - depending on our point of view - we can make it simple or we can complicate it beyond belief.

I'm going to add this to the blog on my page which was spawned by your original post.  These words about doors and life and attitude are exactly what I need to be thinking about - I am the “architect” of my life, and sometimes I get involved in “whirlwinds” of my own making.  The way “out” is usually as easy as changing my attitude.

Thanks for continuing this along, Elke.  This is the strength of this site - it grows undertanding via dialog.

While you three inspire with insight I will shame this conversation with a joke  a Vulgarian friend told me:
A Vulgarian is the only one who can go through a revolving door behind you, and come out ahead of you.

(Needless to say I am too politically correct to identify my friend's actual racial designation)

great answer elke ..    i can feel it …