Knock knock Knocking

Do you answer your door when it is knocked? What if you think you heard something, but are not sure if someone is at the door. Will you check, to see if it there is something for you? What if you keep hearing a knocking, but fail to find what you expect at the door. Will you search for the unexpected, or be secure in the idea that somebody is playing a prank on you.

Like everybody else I wish to be moved. I long to be touched, held, understood and inspired. To be loved! Isn't that what everybody wants, to be understood, to be given allowances for our infinite complexity.

Ultimately we wish to be free, free to believe what we want. Free to see what we want to see whenever we open the door. Yet we are chained by the compulsion to open the door. How do we make sense of doing something when we don't know what exactly we are doing? When do we know where the night ends and the day begins.