The Mystery Of The Unknown.....

I see a door, a door to an unmarked place, door too endless possibilities. Maybe even a door to enter, a hide out, or a calm relaxing place to vent. A place where there is no direction, no rules, and limited amount of control. Someone’s home or someone’s getaway destination. A place that's been alive for a long time. Maybe not alive in the sense that people have inhabited it but, alive in the sense that it’s there to serve a purpose to someone or something. I also see inspiration. I see maybe the light of god seeping through the cracks. The visibility of ancient inhabitants. The tales or stories that might have been shared. The unforgettable times and special moments that occurred. I feel a sense of family, love, friendship, and acceptance. I see little children running around and a mother and grandmother getting dinner ready for the family. I see the father enter the room and he has a sort of ruling and strong look to him. I see the death of a grandmother and the grief the family is going through. I boys turning into men and girls turning into women. I see, who used to be children, mothers fathers and strong individuals carrying on the tradition they had when they were young.