Each Wednesday, Jamie Ridler invites her readers to make a wish:
You can be a maker of magic and a tender of wishes. It’s easy. Answer the wish prompt above on your blog and then add a direct link to your post in the box below. Support wishes by visiting other participants, leaving a comment. It’s that simple. There is great power in wishing together.
Her question for today is: What step do you wish to take?
Just before falling asleep last night, I saw myself walking down a corridor that resembled the sun-bathed aisle of a Gothic church. The air was moist, I could feel moss tickling my naked soles.
There were doors on either side of the corridor, with beautiful inscriptions on them. I opened the door leading to „Joy“ and entered a clearing. In the center stood a tall figure with outstretched arms – much resembling the figurine I was offered today as a gift for my graduation (see picture above – I consider this a sign…).
I returned to the corridor and opened the door saying „Love“ – can’t remember what I saw in this room, but the feeling was almost overwhelming, like having a sun in the middle of the chest burning me up alive in a very pleasant manner…
Then I found myself opening the door to a room entitled „The Erotic“. Another clearing, a crystal clear pond, willow trees, musk and cinnamon, a smell of sun-dried linnen cloths, fruit garlands, and – if I remember correctly – a Centaur somewhere further away (yes, yes, hello Dr. Freud – I’m that simple).
And then, to my surprise, a few steps further down the corridor, a door with the inscription: „Inner Rhythms“. It was empty at first. But as I walked around a bit, a huge, old fashioned clock appeared, hovering right above me. I sat down under it. The clock kept ticking with the rhythm of my heart; deep resounding thumps, making me feel safe. I can’t remember having felt so at ease in my body in a long time.
Then I returned to the corridor and came to another door. It didn’t look as appealing as the others, and the inscription said: „Success and Professional Achievement“. I entered. Once more, the room was empty. And it remained so while I walked the big, white, empty canvas of my dream. There were dim shapes and figures appearing and dissolving, like dreams within dreams. I couldn’t catch any of them and pull them into the room to make them more real.
So I stepped out again. Quite frustrated, to say the truth.
So, that’s my wish this week:
To take a big, lion-hearted step through the door of „Professional Success“ into a world that still scares and intimidates me. A world whose rules I still haven’t understood well enough to feel okay. With nothing very concrete to hold on to.
Where do I turn to? How do I start?