Stories Collected While Living in France
There is a way.
There is hope.
There is meaning.
Light and dark.
Here and now.
A keyhole.
You.
The way is going from moment to moment,
Yet being where we are.
Whatever side you are on.
Or even if you are in the middle.
photo: Keyhole in a dark room, the light from outside, while standing still focusing on the moment.
Thanks for giving us the key to your heart with your beautiful words and photographs and sweet wonderful you!
Love you Sugar Plum
Jeanne ^j^
I know this keyhole. One day I found the key, turned it and now I am on the otherside of that door. I left the darkness of that room and now I have only sunshine.
Look at what a cheerful little figure that keyhole makes – that is hope!
What a neat post!
I shall never look at a key
hole quite the same now.Great prose!
“even if you’re in the middle.” Love it!!
This is wonderful. We all need hope if we are to get on the other side of the keyhole. Once again you’ve started my day beautifully with your thoughtful comments.
Do we take the key and open the door with abandon, embracing our findings on the other side..whatever they may be..?
Or do we stand, with key in hand and wonder if we dare turn the lock…?
Decisions, decisions…
The Key..
Is not inside the Brie.
The Way
Is not at the D’Orsay..
In the middle or Marseille..
Life’s a buffet.
Don’t knock it!
I love the title of this, “The Key is Believing,” because sometimes if you are in the dark, or if you’re still in the midst of unlocking the door to the next passageway in life, the key is to believe that no matter what, you can make it to the other side.
And the words and picture are absolutely beautiful in their simplicity.
Wonderful. Much peace, JP
Well said Corey! You should send your collections of photography and thought provoking poetry to a publisiher. Does anyone reading this know someone that could help Corey accomplish this??
love the way the keyhole’s shape is like a miniature protective effigy.
small detail
blessed insight
Such truth! And I know someone needs those words today, and they will find them.
((you))
Happy Thanksgiving sweet Corey!
🙂
lovely words befitting your image which is mesmerizing!
Here’s hoping you had a wonderful Thanksgiving.
blessings,
sage
Oh yonder keyhole
What awaits thee?
A passage, light and dark
Leads the nez.
Do bottles rest there…
Needing the best of care?
Chablis and Chardonnay?
moment to moment…nel:)
I like being in the middle as it allows me to see a lot. If I remained on one side or the other, I’d miss so much.
love you…thank you for being in-spirit! inspired to share…for what touches you…touches so many. xoxo…annie
Wonderfully said!
So true. I so often need this reminder. Thank you.
Beautiful as always-both photo and the words.
Beautiful as always-both photo and the words.
Darkness comes to an end.
Annabelle
Sometimes that light is soooo hard to see! Faith say’s it is always there though. Must believe.
What a cool photo!
Inspirational, as always. And I really enjoy the clickable adventure you provide along the way! Wonderful words.
I’m trying to visit as many of the NaBloPoMo blogs as I can and I thought I’d say hi, I liked your blog.. 🙂 Lovely post!
i agree…we each hold the keu to our lives.
thank you for this lovely reminder!
And it is the light at the end of the tunnel.
xox
light leads the way..
and you lead our thoughts..
thanks
Only the shoe-wearer knows which part of the shoe hurts the feet.
Even if you used all your strength with a metal rod. It is unable to open the sturdy metal lock hanging on a door. The key came, his tiny frame entered the key-hole, with a light turn, the big lock opens.
The metal rod asked curiously,”Why is it that I used all my strength yet the door could not be opened? Yet you could easily open the door?”
The key said,”Because I understand its heart well.”
Everyone’s heart is like a door with a lock, no matter how thick the rod is it will not open. Only with care can you make yourself into a tiny key…to enter and understand someone’s heart.
If everyone’s heart is locked with lots of secrets. If you are lucky enough, in your life you will encounter those who hold the key to the safe in your heart.
But many people in their lifetime will never have had their hearts opened.
It isn’t the amount of friends you have that matters, it is whether you share your heart. Never judge another person by their external appearance because many things is not what you had imagined. If you want to know the answer, why don’t you try to open that door?
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