On the other side of the door

Is a bright spacious light

Guiding me into confidence,

Inviting my voice to be heard,

My gifts to be shared.

I replace worry with curiosity,

Hunger with satiation,

Hope with appreciation,

And old patterns and beliefs

With the great, beautiful unknown.

Flashes of doubt and distractions hold me back, producing a veiled illusion that I’m not ready.

I was born ready.

I am here to be curious.

I am here to expand,

To learn

To grow

To create again and again,

To step more and more into me.

The hinges are well-greased,

There are no locks.

Softly I focus my gaze,

Clear my throat,

Open my heart,

And turn the knob.