The Gate

I really admire a good gate.... the humble gate is a clear sign that you cannot pass through here, you are unwelcome. Or, more likely, you need permission.

There are so many different styles, sizes, materials and intentions with gates.

But by far my favourite thing about gates is that, for the most part, they do very little to actually stop anyone getting through - their strength lies, most often, in a psychological barrier.

Most of us, on approach to a gate, will consider whether we should be passing through or not. We will stop and consider our route before going through.

Those on the other side of the gate, those trying to keep you out or steer you in a different direction place much faith in their simple gates to keep you at bay.

But, lets be honest, if you really want to get through a gate, most of them are pretty accessible.

I am extremely thankful that my security doesn't come from the gate outside my house (or more recently the very small gates outside my yurt - see picture).

For me, security is built in - we are part of a system that ensures we are secure, even when our thoughts are telling us differently. That gives me the freedom to build my gates if I want to whilst knowing that I am safe with or without gates.
Nothing that happens to me, no thought that I have and no thing that is done during my lifetime can take away from the spiritual being that I am.

Long live the gate!