In her dreams, there it was… off on the horizon, floating in a moonlit mist with a beam from the rising sun dancing across it - a beautiful gold door.
Her arms fully extended, deeply reaching out to grasp the ornate knob on the ornamental embossed door, her heart beating faster in anticipation. But just as she neared it, the mist cleared and she woke, just as she did many times before. She sighed deeply. She yearned to open the door and know what lies behind it. She paused, crinkling her nose at the thought for a moment and wondered… could that door exist outside my dreams? She felt very strongly that it did. And she set her mind to find it.
She set off on her day’s journey as she usually did; in search of something special taking meandering long drives on windy roads, walks through cities and roaming the countryside, stopping to experience restaurants, shops and splendid hotels along the way. Dressed in her favourite blend of vintage and new, luxuriously enrobed in soft fabrics that always made her feel like she was floating on a cloud. Her favourite Chanel perfume hung in the air around her and throughout her car. She’d taken out the Rolls-Royce today, equipped with her favourite Fortnum & Mason hamper stocked with the finest foods and a favourite bottle of champagne, a little vase attached to the dash with fresh flowers for the car and thermos of tea for an impromptu picnic on the road.
Today was a day she hoped she’d find that beautiful gold door she dreamed of and discover what was on the other side. She sensed that the gold door held some special secret. She ached to feel something deeper in life and she knew that the door somehow was the key. Her heart swelled, the vision of the dream of it glinting in the light warmed her from head to toe.
Sometimes when the busyness of the day was over, she was reminded that she was driving through life in circles each turn taking her to the same people, places and things; lovely on the surface, but something was missing. As she drove through the countryside, she came upon a castle, spotting a sprawling rose garden, suddenly, it occurred to her that she was moving too fast, signs and details were passing her by. She was living on the surface of life, but never in the delicious depths. Seizing the moment, she decided to simply stop.
As she pulled her Rolls-Royce over to the side of the road to pause and take a deep breath of the abundant fragrant pink roses by the road leading up to the castle, drinking in their beautiful perfume. A soft voice whispered into her, as if coming from the flowers themselves,
“Be still and listen for only in a moment of stillness will the gold door appear before you. Enter and you will find on the other side a world delicious to eat, moments to savor and a world filled with love, a joy to experience and like no other.”
Looking up over the top of the rose bushes, gazing up the tree-lined path that led to the majestic castle, the sun bounced off something shiny in the distance towards the back of the castle. Her breath caught in her throat as she gasped and her heart swelled; a warm smile graced her face… there it was! She found it! … the beautiful gold door!
Story written by Angela Tunner, © 2022 EAT LOVE SAVOR®, All Rights Reserved.
