I’m in a dimly lit room. No windows. No doors.
Sitting on the ground, I am content playing with my blocks.
A few moments pass and I hear something, a slight draft hits me and I look up. A man is there and a sliver of blue as tall as the room is revealed.
I’m slightly intrigued, but putting my head down I go on playing with my blocks.
As time goes by, the blue lightens and turns to pink, then a glowing orange.
I see the man now.
He is big. Gentle and strong; he smiles at me.
The sliver of orange gets larger as he opens the door.
My eyes follow him as he moves past the doorway to a window and begins to open the curtain. I am drawn to the beauty beyond. I drop my blocks and scoot towards the window. Outside I see a sight I have only before dreamed.
The man invites me to stand. I look into his eyes, and he directs my gaze to the room I am in. I notice for the first time its depth.
What I thought a cramped, dimly lit room has revealed to be a gorgeous library full of history, adventure, romance, and pain. The smell is so rich, so familiar. I am thrust into memories of long ago, and I begin to drown in the familiarity of it all.
The man calls me back towards himself. I join him at the window. Looking out the brightness is almost too much for me, but the beauty is so inviting.
I hoist myself onto the sill, ready to jump through to the land beyond. The man touches my arm. His smile is comfortable and I realize that I want him. I forget the room; I forget the unknown beauty of this world beyond. The man has captivated me.
As I study him, he holds my gaze.
We cross the room and I discover new things, at the same time remembering the old. I realize that this room is my home. When we reach the door I look out again. Its beauty is as strong as the first time I saw it, but I look and see nothing I know.
I begin to panic.
I want so much to experience this beautiful world beyond.
I see that the man has purposefully revealed it to me, but I don’t want to leave.
I want to stay in this room forever.
He is here, the familiar is here.
I look up at the man with tears in my eyes. Grateful of the land he has shown me, yet terrified at the thought of stepping into it.
He sees my tears and smirks, wiping them from my eyes. I understand that I am where I need to be; I am in this room, I am in his arms.
In revealing to me this new land I am seeing beauty. The brightness has shown me that there is more to this room than what was being experienced.
However, the door remains open, the window as well; their beauty a strong invite. But I am to stay with the man. I want to stay with the man.
He tells me that he is not ready to leave the room yet. There are more doors to open, more windows to reveal. He invites me to get comfortable, to enjoy every bit of the room.
We will leave, but not yet; and definitely not separate.
When he is ready, he will take my hand and together we will venture into the lands beyond. But until then I can explore the room in all its depth, looking out periodically to acquaint myself with the beauty that will someday be ours.