Why Is Your Front Door So Important When You Hardly Use It?

I was recently on a run and noticed how we tend to make our front door and entrance look beautiful.

Plants, welcome mat, decorations.

Yet we tend to enter our home through a dark garage or the back door.

A metaphor for perhaps how we show up for others before we show up for ourselves. We beautify for others to witness and not for our own hearts and soul.

Perhaps we could start going in the front door every now and then.

Peace and Love.

Reviews

Good point both physically and personally. Fortunately, I got through my front door to get to my car and back from my car; so, it’s all about me with flowers that grew not necessarily in the right pot. If it grew I’m celebrating it in whatever pot it’s blooming in. I don’t care too much about perfect people or plants; they’re both hokey. And only belong on magazine covers. But I don’t invite magazine covers out to lunch. I enjoy people and plants just the way they are.
As for me, I’ve always been told as a young person and all my life to be someone else. I’m biding my time until I no longer live under someone else’s rules and I can be myself for once. Even in my bedroom, I can’t have it my way — the owner won’t let me. Such is life.
“To thine own self be true.”
Blessings to all.
Warmly,
Anne