The Door With No Handle
Entry through understanding
The door stood in an abandoned forest, smooth and seamless. People pushed, pulled, knocked, shouted—nothing opened it. Only when a quiet traveler placed her hand gently on the wood did the door soften and swing inward. The entrance had never required force; it required presence. She walked through, leaving the noisy world behind.
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