This must be manifestation week. I felt another door coming to me, as I had an idea for one, and I don’t usually get the idea until a door is in my “sphere.” It turns out this apartment was more suited to me than even I realized. Directly above me sits an attic full of … DOORS!
Apparently, the owner of this building instructed the maintenance guy to put all old doors in the attic and just let them sit there collecting dust. They have, indeed, collected a great deal of dust! However, the roof up there offers a 360 degree city view, including an unobstructed look at Lake Michigan, so I don’t mind cleaning them off. I estimate there are more doors up there than I can paint during the duration of my lease. Certainly more than I can fit in my apartment.
Whenever I feel like painting a door, I just need to ask our maintenance man for another one to clean, and then he will hand deliver it to my apartment. Ask and ye shall receive. Or should I say, “Knock and it shall be opened”? In any case, I have an abundance of doors.
And fresh asparagus, sunny weather, and a gorgeous Lake only two blocks away. Happy Spring!
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Posted by Mindy on April 2, 2010 at 2:28 am
That is one of the most astounding stories I have ever heard! So, are they charging you anything for the doors? Does the owner of the building want you to paint one for him or her? How did you find out about them anyway? Okay, I’ll stop asking questions, but I’m just so flabbergasted I couldn’t help myself!
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Posted by laurabruno on April 2, 2010 at 2:35 am
Well, there are a LOT of them, and they are not being used for anything at all, so at this point, they are free. No one can figure out why they were being saved in the first place.
How did I find out about them? On a whim, I asked the manager if they might be renovating any old buildings around here and if so, were they discarding doors. She said, “Yes, we are renovating a building. Let me check.” While I was having that conversation with the manager, my friend Wendy was leaving me a message that she had found a door for me in Evanston (Door #3), and the synchronicity made me think something would come of my asking.
So … being me, I KEPT asking. Every time I saw her, I would ask. I’m a little annoying that way (!), but she was very nice. No, the renovated building did not have any doors, but because I kept asking, she continued to ask around for me and eventually told me our building “might have one door. Check with maintenance.”
When I paid my rent on the 31st, the maintenance man happened to be in the office, so I asked him. He said, “I totally forgot about you, but yes! I do have a door for you. Come see me tomorrow.” I came, I saw, and there were many!
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Posted by Mindy on April 2, 2010 at 3:35 am
Well, it sounds like they were being saved just for you. Maybe the person who gave the instructions to keep them never consciously knew why himself. I think those doors have just been sitting up there waiting for you all along :).
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Posted by laurabruno on April 2, 2010 at 3:37 am
Maybe so! 🙂
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Posted by Mindy on April 2, 2010 at 3:44 am
Hey, I’ve got another question (miss inquisitive here tonight). When you paint in your apartment, what do you do to hold down the fumes? Are you able to open windows? I’m wondering if the paint you are using is some kind of low toxicity paint. Guess I’m particularly wondering due to your brain injury. I would think you might be particularly sensitive to chemical fumes?
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Posted by laurabruno on April 2, 2010 at 3:47 am
I can open windows. I bought some no-VOC primer today, but unfortunately, this new door has decided it wants to be burgundy, so I’m getting fumes anyway. I use acrylics, and they generally don’t bother me except, and this is a big exception, when I paint the full door as opposed to just an image on the door. So … I’m sucking up some fumes tonight, but it’s not too bad … LOL, narrow door!
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Posted by Giacinta on April 2, 2010 at 10:03 am
This is indeed a GREAT story and I’m guessing that your painting doors is certainly being supported by the universe! Hmmm… I wonder which door will come knocking next! “Paint me!” – “No.. paint me!” – “Hey, over here, in the corner!” – “You be quiet, she’s gonna pick me.” 🙂 Blessings and talk about abundance! ❤ I guess you can speed up the process now and maybe sell some? – or maybe you'll get commissioned. That would be awesome – do an intuitive reading, create a healing – transformational door, infuse it with some of your magic and Reiki and viola! What a precious and special gift. And now that the warmer weather is approaching you'll hopefully have easier ventilation. 🙂 XO and love.
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Posted by laurabruno on April 2, 2010 at 2:24 pm
LOL! Thanks and love, Giacinta!
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Posted by Giacinta on April 2, 2010 at 5:23 pm
😉 XOXO<3
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Posted by Diana Allen • Eat to Evolve™ on April 2, 2010 at 10:25 pm
Must be no coincidence you were listening to Door of Faith on your moving East plane ride from California to Chicago!
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Posted by laurabruno on April 2, 2010 at 10:53 pm
LOL! I didn’t think of that, but you’re right! … And that’s what these are, doors of faith. Cool. I think I’ll put that CD in now that you mention it. Painting away on Door Number 4 …
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Posted by Gratitude! « Laura Bruno’s Blog on April 15, 2010 at 10:28 pm
[…] within walking distance, actually EVERYTHING I need within walking distance or a quick train ride, an attic full of vintage doors to paint, wonderful apartment management and maintenance. I even had fun getting interviewed for the 2010 […]
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Posted by Door Number 12: The World Card « Laura Bruno’s Blog on September 1, 2010 at 3:32 pm
[…] All these 3′s! What do they mean? I don’t know, but I find the patterns and interconnections curious and fun to explore. I don’t consider this portal series “mine.” I custom design them according to patron request and dreams, but they seem to present themselves in interesting and insistent ways. […]
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Posted by When Fiction Becomes Life ~ Schizandra Update « Laura Bruno's Blog on December 29, 2012 at 4:02 pm
[…] 3, and then I learned from my apartment’s maintenance man that my bedroom was directly under The Motherload of Doors. Not knowing why, the building’s owner had ordered management (years prior) to save the […]
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Posted by “I Remember that House” | Laura Bruno's Blog on April 9, 2013 at 2:55 pm
[…] In the end, we loved the house, and it had arrived so synchronously, met my “prophecy” about it being built to spec as we spoke, and worked so well with our desire to be within walking distance of David’s parents and downtown, as well as having a yard we could turn into an urban food forest/edible landscape, that we decided to rent it, knowing full well I’d have my work cut out for me come Spring. I asked David to do some hypnotherapy on me to make me OK with the train noise, and my higher Self suggested that the whistle be heard as a message: “The Universe loves you.” Every time a train goes by, I feel showered with love … and the train has never interfered with our sleep, since the house is very well insulated. In fact, I used to wake up with the whistles when we stayed at David’s parents’ home, which is much further away from the line, but in our place, I don’t even stir. The only thing I notice is that my dream life has returned to its fabulously creative and active state that the upstairs antique elevator pully inspired when I lived in Chicago. […]
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Posted by The Power of a Poor Night’s Sleep | Laura Bruno's Blog on December 11, 2013 at 3:13 pm
[…] my bed, right next to the elevator pully! You can read about The Mother Lode of Doors by clicking here. Those portal doors (which you can see here) ended up designing — in detail — the very […]
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Posted by Portals, Numbers and Falling Doors | Laura Bruno's Blog on August 18, 2016 at 3:48 pm
[…] and seemingly destined event. If interested, you can read about my Chicago Moving Story and the Mother Lode of Doors here, but it’s enough to know about the nines and that the apartment I was directly led to by […]
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Posted by norsekode72 on July 30, 2022 at 8:54 am
“Open Sesame” said the Doors Of Presephone!..thank you for hope-ning more Doors Laura PanDora! X
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Posted by laurabruno on July 30, 2022 at 9:53 am
I love it! You’re welcome. 🙂
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