If you counted the number of times a person goes through a doorway in his lifetime it would boggle the mind. I got to thinking about this little invention and what it means to the human creature.
Of course, to the early Homo sapien it meant safety, warmth, and comfort. It still does, but the uses have expanded exponentially. I think we literally worship the door and I've come up with some uses and symbolism of this universal passageway.
These portals provide entrance into another dimension each time we pass through. I think they stimulate imagination as we envision someplace more desirable than where we are. The framing and separation create a picture that we long to enter. Hopes and dreams beckon. Promise is offered.
They also provide exit, so they offer promised release. People often locate the exit sign first in a large room. A room is a sort of entrapment so the doors provide an escape we always want.
Doors symbolize transition, and extend to mental and spiritual realms as well.
They are a means of self expression and communication with others. Doors can be closed or left open to deliver the message, and even the amount left ajar states our case. Intimacy is established, anger demonstrated, and isolation determined, with sounds accompanying to make the point clear. Just think of the variety of slams we hear, or the gentle squeaks and opening. The language of doors.
Then comes the added factor....the lock and key. We can be imprisoned by doors or protected . When we turn this device ourselves we are in control. The joy of turning the key, opening the door, and entering a familiar place is known to all.
The door is the portal to one of the world's greatest pleasures......the refrigerator. The kitchen cupboards are a close second. So the passage through the common door is a magnificent experience in sum total. I once saw a movie about a monastery in the middle of a lake. There was a door standing alone out in shallow water not connected to anything, where a person passed through on the way to the temple. So oddly reverent and intriguing.
In astrology, the 12 houses of the birth chart are separated by an invisible doorway and when major planets pass from one to another, I feel the transition in my life, and the new opportunity that comes with it.
So I thought as we go in and out of doors backward and forward, are we really progressing? We do have to get to the end of our lives, so that implies movement of some kind. Are the doors leading us somewhere overall? Or do we just go back and forth among dimensions until we gain admittance to the final portal? Photo by Al Petteway