Five Minute Friday — Door

It’s Friday and it’s time to get back in the swing of Five Minute Friday. It’s a discipline I needed to get away from for awhile. But it’s time to get back.

So, here we are. Five minutes of focused writing on the prompt supplied by Kate Motaung. And be sure to visit Kate’s place (http://katemotaung.com/2015/04/30/five-minute-friday-door/)to see what the other talented writers have shared.

The prompt for the week is DOOR. The timer is set, so let’s GO

When I was going through grief counseling we had an holistic exercise. The leader asked us to close our eyes and go “inside” ourselves. As she guided us in the process, she noted we would come to a door … the door to our heart.

To be honest, I thought it was pretty hokey, but I went along and found the door. What I found was … nothing. It was dark and numb. It was pretty much how I was feeling at the time.

Given my disposition of late, I decided to “revisit” my heart the other night. In silence with my eyes closed and soft New Age music in the background, I started my inward journey to the door. This time when I opened it, it was still dark, but with flashes of light streaming through holes in the walls. I could feel the asymmetrical beat … STOP

… I don’t know what to make of the transcendental journey. I don’t know if it means I’m still grieving or whether I’m somewhat on the mend. I suspect it’s probably a little of both.

That’s my take on this week’s prompt. Again, visit Kate’s place for other insights.

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: Cry with someone. It’s more healing than crying alone.

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I'm just an ordinary guy walking along the journey of life.
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3 Responses to Five Minute Friday — Door

  1. Thanks for sharing what you found while exploring yourself. I’ve never heard of this exercise before, but I’m going to try it for another purpose. I’m glad you saw flashes of light. When we are ready for the next step, God illuminates the next portion of the path.

  2. TamrahJo says:

    I spent the first year and a half after my son died not even willing to close my eyes and try to find the door – I knew that between the dark/numb this side of the door, was unbearable pain – – I was blessed to have a support community that understood and celebrated each little step I took BEFORE I even thought about opening the door –

    Our culture loudly proclaims ‘everyone grieves differently’ but is, in reality, durn poor in living up to that aspiration via our daily actions in support of those grieving –

    To my mind, anytime something changes, means another little part of healing – sometimes they happen in a rush and sometimes you just wake one day and realize you can think of the last moments without your heart ripping in two – 🙂

    Lots of hugs and loves your way – It’s a journey, just like everything else, but I’ve no doubt you’ll weather through and find the gifts the journey bestows. ❤

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