Actually, the title of this post should be:

What Do You Do When One Door Slams in Your Face and Knocks You on the Ground and Your Head Is Spinning and Then You Get Up and Try  to Find Another Door But There Aren’t Any and You’re Totally Freaking Out Because What If You Never Find Another Door and You’re Wandering Around Lost for the Rest of Your Life?!?!?!?!?

I am currently going through something like this, but I’m still in the lost and wandering part. So instead of writing about that, I want to share with you a Closed Door story from my past.

One that answers the questions posed above.

Back in the day, I worked on a farm in Massachusetts.

It was a fun gig. I was in my twenties and wanted to do something different. And boy howdy, the farm was totally different than anything I had ever done before.

I drove a tractor and I felt empowered. I walked around barefoot and I felt more comfortable in my body. I grew tons of great healthy food and it helped me heal from an eating disorder.

I had been at the farm for about five years when the day came.

The day the door got slammed in my face and knocked me on the ground.


Here’s how it happened:

I developed chronic back pain and couldn’t work for a few months. When I came back to work, I found out that my best friend, who was also working on the farm, had been given my job. I could still work there, but I was now demoted and my best friend was the manager of the farm. Needless to say, this created a teeny bit of tension between us.

So in a period of a few months, I lost my health, my job and my best friend.

Good times!

At first, I was pissed. I was sad. I was confused.

Several doors had been slammed in my face, and there were no open ones in sight.

What’s a Goofball to do?


After the requisite grieving and internal temper tantruming, I got still.

I got really, really quiet.

I waited for the Universe to reveal my next steps.

And even though it took a while, eventually they revealed themselves to me.

In this case, the open door was a move to California and enrollment in a spiritual psychology program.

It was an amazingly beneficial move, one that changed my life in many ways.

Indeed, that first open door was followed by many, many more.


When I look back on my life on the farm, I can see I had gotten complacent. I had stopped challenging myself.

I needed something new and different.

But I never would have left if the doors hadn’t gotten slammed in my face.

It’s extremely helpful for me to remember this now, at a point when my next steps are still in a hazy phase.

Yes, I can freak out and get pissed off at the Universe for not telling me Everything I Need To Know Right Now!

But looking back on my farm experience, I can see that the next doors opened exactly when they needed to.

Exactly when I was ready for them to open.

So ­­­what do you do when one door closes and another hasn’t opened yet?

You wait.

You breathe.

You thank the Universe for having your back and getting you away from something that’s not yours anymore. Even if you haven’t completely let it go yet.

And you give Big Praise for the open doors that are coming your way.

Because they are coming.

Will you be ready for them?


How have you handled the wait between closed and opened doors? Share your comments below!

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