The Doors

The Doors

Sally fell into bed after working a full day at the office, she lay there exhausted not only from her day but from life itself.  Every cell of her body felt full and heavy and she wondered why, as she collapsed into her slumber. ........... Sally became conscious of standing in the centre of white circular room with doors evenly spaced around the walls.  All except one of the doors had a label, and as Sally viewed the doors her curiosity as to what lay behind them grew to engulf the fear she felt in opening them.  The first door she opened was labelled “Material”, Sally was taken aback to see herself in action in her material world.  Sally watched the actions she had taken to amass the car she drove, the clothes she wore and all the items that made her house the way it was.  She was amazed to see herself get what she wanted but only for short term joy, and although she could see her life was full of things it appeared so empty. 

 Sally closed the door, and opened the door labelled “Physical” only to find her-self viewing the way she treated her body.  Sally had never noticed how many bottles of wine she consumed in a week because she felt she needed to relax, or how most of her meals consisted of takeout or were skipped because she didn’t have time.  Sally couldn’t believe how much time she spent inside at home in front of the TV or at work in front of her computer; she wondered how she could feel so tired from physically doing so little.

 Sally closed the door and opened the next door labelled “Mental” she was stunned as she watched and listened to exactly what and how often she thought in the course of a normal day. Sally witnessed how she scrutinized herself in all areas and did the same to others; she saw how many times she thought but did not speak what she really wanted to say. Her biggest surprise was how she measured herself against others and the pleasure or disappointment this brought her.  As she shut the door Sally recognised that a lot of her thoughts had nothing to do with how she really felt inside; even though they came from her they didn’t truly feel like her. 

 Finally Sally opened the last door which had no label, for Sally this was the most difficult because everything she had ever known had always had a label attached to it. As she cautiously peered around the door to see what lay behind it she was surprised to find a white room that appeared to have no structure to it she felt drawn to enter and was surprised to find a package with her name on it and a small note attached. Sally opened the package to find a pair of glasses inside, they appeared to have mirrored lenses both ways. When Sally put them on she noticed that she could see the room but she could also see herself, confused she took them off and read the note. Sally, when you view yourself, you view the world. When you view your world you view yourself. When you reflect the love within yourself Sally, you see the world reflect the love in you, when you reflect the non-love within yourself Sally you see the world reflect the non-love in you. These glasses are your truth Sally and no-one can take them from you.

 Sally awoke and immediately felt her face and noticed that the glasses had disappeared but the awareness of the truth within her remained.