“Love is the master key which opens the gates of happiness.” ~Oliver Wendell Holmes
Somtimes, we open our gates and invite others in to visit. We let the gate creak back and forth. We don’t wish destruction upon ourselves, but we also don’t want to be isolated. We have a healthy sense of security. We are responsible gatekeepers.
Sometimes, we only let others step inside the gate for a glimpse. We are weary of how well others know us. We refuse to let them reach our hearts or souls. We guard them and only the select receive the key to pass through the corridors.
Sometimes, our gates are fortified. They’re tall and heavy. They come with instructions and warnings. Should others not heed our signs, our gates are ready to swing shut and be bolted on a moment’s notice. Our gates are solid enough to protect what is inside and keep out intruders. We need to be careful not to suffocate ourselves by shutting out the world.
Sometimes, our defenses are down. Our gates are decrepit. People slide through. We might experience pain, disappointment, embarrassment, or anger; but we might also experience pleasure, satisfaction, pride, and joy. We’ll never know if we don’t take that chance.
Sometimes, we build a stronger gate than the actual structure. We even add a chain and lock. We’ve been hurt, cheated, or used. We won’t take any chances of being hurt again. We might miss out on growing and evolving. Life just might pass us by.
Sometimes, we leave the gate wide open to the experiences of life. We’re open for communication. We are open to truth. We are emotional and vulnerable. We love and let ourselved be loved. We truly live. Sometimes, we are a gateway to the rest of the world.
“The world is all gates, all opportunities, strings of tension waiting to be struck.” ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
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