Sometimes we sit at a threshold, waiting for light or watching for the next step or a path to open up. Or simply to rest for a moment. Sit on the bench awhile — rest, watch, wait.
What emerges as you rest? What are you bringing to the threshold?
Threshold
With the Eyes of the Heart 
Thresholds so rarely feel like rest to me.. Thanks for the invitation (challenge) and this beautiful image
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