I came to a doorway at the end of a tunnel and piled in front of it were many gifts. The gifts were wrapped in grey and looking at them made me feel grey, stiff, cold and despairing. I wanted to throw them away and get through the door away from this place and these uncomfortable, consuming feelings. They were covered in cobwebs and sorrow. I waited instead and let the despair move through me and the fear of despair and then I picked up and unwrapped the first gift. Inside was a single drop of water glistening in the light. I looked at it for a long time and saw within it all the worlds, rivers, seas, tears, trees, many planets, clouds, mountains and stars, I saw within it eyes looking back at me. Now I slowly, carefully unwrap these gifts, no longer in a hurry to rush on away from my despair through the next door. How long these things have waited for me to arrive here and sit with them and receive their magic long forgotten and sad with misuse, neglect and loneliness. Unwrapping these gifts and I get to share them with you