Nepal: Windowsills & Doorways

“So I wait for you like a lonely house
till you will see me again and live in me.
Till then my windows ache.”
— Pablo Neruda

old woman in window“At night, I open the window
and ask the moon to come
and press its face against mine.
Breathe into me.
Close the language-door
and open the love-window.
The moon won’t use the door,
only the window.”
— Rumi

Use -Man in doorway with head wrapped-3“But sometimes illumination comes to our rescue at the very moment when all seems lost; we have knocked at every door and they open on nothing until, at last, we stumble unconsciously against the only one through which we can enter the kingdom we have sought in vain a hundred years – and it opens.”
— Marcel Proust

Use-Man in doorway with head wrapped-2“I have lived on the lip
of insanity, wanting to know reasons,
knocking on a door. It opens.
I’ve been knocking from the inside.”
— Rumi

Man in doorway with head wrapped“The purpose of poetry is to remind us
how difficult it is to remain just one person,
for our house is open, there are no keys in the doors,
and invisible guests come in and out at will.”
— Czesław Miłosz

people in doorways-22“If I were a carpenter,
I would build you a window to my soul.
But I would leave that window shut and locked,
so that every time you tried to look through it
all you would see is your own reflection.
You would see that my soul is a reflection of you.”
— Colleen Hoover

red woman in window“If you’re reading these words, perhaps it’s because
something has kicked open the door for you,
and you’re ready to embrace change.
It isn’t enough to appreciate change from afar, or only in the abstract,
or as something that can happen to other people but not to you.
We need to create change for ourselves, in a workable way,
as part of our everyday lives.”
— Sharon Salzberg

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  1. Pappy Walnuts

    I love this statement…” i have lived on the lips of insanity, wanting to know reasons knocking on a door. It opens ‘ve been knocking from the inside.” Another extermely well written, thought provoking essay.

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