I came across this post when digging in my archives. Maybe it’s the picture of Miss O on the other side of the door with one shoe on that tugged on my heart but I thought it was worth resharing.
“Beauty is Truth, Truth Beauty –
that is all you know on earth,
and all you need to know.” – John Keats
I was reading yesterday about how the English poet John Keats wrote “Ode to a Grecian Urn” while he was dying from tuberculosis at age 24. As tragic as that is for him, my mind immediately thought of his mother and how she must have felt. Clearly my becoming a mother has altered the angle from which I think about life. I’ve heard of decisions like mine to become a mother described as sliding glass moments – moments where you can see life on the other side and choose whether to open the door and cross the threshold.
I’m fascinated by our sliding glass moments because they define the major plot lines of our lives. They are the story we tell others when we first meet. I was…
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Thank you for re-posting this, Wynne! I haven’t been in this space long enough to have seen this post when you originally posted it…and the concept of a sliding glass door moment really made an impression on me. I think I may be in a sliding glass door moment myself. Thank you for sharing 🙂
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I don’t think it’s may be – it think you are definitely at a sliding glass door moment. I hope the idea helps you process all that lies ahead for you, my friend! 🙂 ❤
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Smiles. You are right, Wynne…it isn’t maybe. I am definitely there. Looking through that sliding glass door is scary…
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Terrifying, really!
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I love your mother’s analogy of the sliding glass doors. Now I know where you get your amazing analogy skills from! 🙂
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Oh, what a lovely compliment! Thank you!!
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A beautiful post, Wynne! I had to look up John Keats to verify that he indeed died at 25. Wow, who would’ve guessed based on how impactful his work was.
I love the idea of the sliding door moment and how they are those milestone and tent pole moments in life. But you are right, it is also all those in-between moments that matter as well.
Based on the span of time between those sliding door moments, I have no doubt there is another one around the corner for you!
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That’s what I thought about John Keats too. Amazing that he was writing such impactful stuff and he was young!
Funny to think there might be another sliding glass door moment – I hadn’t thought of that. I love your comments because you help me think one step further! Thanks, my friend!
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Oh my, I love this. I have to find a way to write about this idea. Ingenious.
Frankly, the whole door topic interests me. I grew up in a country that closed doors all the time. Wooden, solid doors. It always promised something mysterious behind them.
Sliding glass doors are so different, magical in a sense. But also illusionary. What you see through the glass may or may not be what you see as truth…
Interesting.
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How interesting to grow up with closed doors. Was that in Switzerland? Was it a thing to keep the heat in/out? It is mysterious. I love how you are taking the sliding door analogy and running with it!
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