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On Bounded Openness
And what the glass windows of my house made me wonder about
The loveliest thing about the glass windows of my house is the way they silently serve as a means for me to derive lessons on bounded openness. In other words, openness with boundaries.
Beneath the highly-installed glass windows, I dwell in quiet wonder. I enjoy the nature.
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With the glass windows above me, I get to enjoy the world without being directly caught up in it. The sunlight pours in and brightens the room, the blue sky stretches wide overhead, and even the soft patter of rain feels comforting instead of soaking.
When a thunderstorm rolls through, I can watch the flashes and hear the rumbles while still feeling safe inside. It’s like having a front-row seat to nature’s moods without getting swept up in them. When the dusk comes, the skies grow more beautiful.
