Doors. Doors of all shapes and sizes. Doors that provide, doors that keep you safe inside and doors the have better opportunities than what you see on the outside.

Walking through doors is a daily activity, taking us through all kinds of circumstances. Doors open and doors close yet do we pay attention to what we find when a door opens as opposed to when one closes.

The first door is birth, on that particular day you’re born into the door of life and personhood, anointed by a given name and number. The last door is death and on that given day you walk through the door and fade into the distant memory of who you have been. Yet what about the many doors we walk through on any given day. These are not just doors which open and close at your will, they are the doors of fate. How many will you walk through? How many will you wander by without being tempted to open? More than you may think about. Every minute we consciously and unconsciously open doors. The long hallway of life gives us plenty of opportunity to find value in each and every door we stand before.

Some doors may be smaller than you would perceive and may be unnoticed. Other doors brightly coloured will cause you to stop and stare incorporating beauty to tempt you to walk through. Then there are the plain doors, ones that are worn out and stripped of paint and value. Have you noticed these? They have a voice all of their own. These doors have potential. They have synchronicity and most of all behind these doors is fate and chance to change. Why do we walk by them? Can you here purpose calling your name from the other side? What do you fear that you will find hidden behind these closed doors. Once in awhile you may walk by a open door in which you may see some things you may know and others that you do not. What do you do? What would you like to do? Do you follow your guts and at least peek in? Does fear hold you back when you don’t see anything you recognize?

Sometimes we get it right. Sometimes we catch a glimpse of our fate peeking out through the key hole at us hoping we will catch their eye. Come on in they would say this is where you belong. Yet most of the time unless we see our name, address and priorities in full view we are not tempted. We want to know the name of the door, the game, before we enter. You may say “I’m afraid to know.” Or ” What if I have to change?” It happens all the time. When was the last time you did, maybe today?

Let’s try walking down a hallway and opening up every door we pass by. Don’t just peek in but head on in and walk around, get a feel and understand what it offers. If you like it stay for awhile and learn before you open the next door. Create opportunity, acknowledge you as a person with abilities you never knew you had and find a love for life and living it with no regret.

A door a day will keep regret away. Make that you mantra and believe in the magic that you can make by opening doors.

I think I will go on strike. I thought about it and I am. I don’t have one particular reason to strike yet there are so many things I could strike about. I may strike for happiness and joy, maybe for truth and a better playground for all of us to play in. It’s not that I will sit on my butt and do nothing that’s not what the strike is all about. Striking is about purpose and identity, being unconditional and responsible.

I will take into consideration all the debatable objections I receive and think about them wisely. I don’t think I will make any decisions about my strike until I find a mediator that understands my convictions. Striking is a responsibly and one that I don’t take on lightly. There is purpose in this, a purpose to be subjective and understood. One just doesn’t go on strike just because. One person gets off the merry go round and it doesn’t work anymore. My objective is not me, myself and I as a lot would think, it is about the greater good. Sometimes striking out is just like bowling. Determination and a strong arm can get it done, while in other situations a respect for the good of more than one can help resolve the issues.

Why go on strike? Most of the time strikes don’t resolve themselves and no one wins. What if it’s just about standing up for what’s right, what’s just and what’s true. What would happen if we all went on strike until the resolution is accepted and we can get back to the land of the living. Think about the present and not the past, concentrate on a future in which honesty is the best policy and the bully doesn’t always win.

Yup I’m all in for a strike for the cause of finally being happy. A happiness strike where we all stand around and laugh, sing and dance away the blues. Stopping traffic and believing in a better future for not just a few but for everyone.

Peace out.

A point of view can come from all angles. It can be seen from a mountain top or at sea level. Sometimes through the looking glass or from a satellite far from the centre of the earth.

Whats the point of seeing the view? Where will it take you when you get there? Could it bring about a different view when you get there? Why would you want to see it differently or always the same?

Points of view can be overwhelming or comforting at its best. To get to the point is finding an understanding of where you are when you have to make the point you want to make. When you stand on the mountain top your view is dependant on the weather, clouded somedays and full on sunshine and the choice to see for miles on others. Just as sometimes your own self clouds your truth or you have clarity. The same goes when you stand in front of someone expecting them to see the same scene as you do. Is that possible? Our views are unique to each of us, we make a point of belief in what we have a mind for. Not everyones sun revolves around the same solar system when it comes to the popular vote.

Have a point to view, a viewpoint where you allow everyone to stand at the view point and see what they see, to exempt them from their personal view isn’t the best choice. No one wants their point of view blocked by obstacles.

The best point of view is the neutral zone on the 50 yard line. To be able to stand in a crowd and know who you are with the clarity of your own point of view. BE non reactive yet interactive and if you don’t know what to say, JUST SMILE!