For many of us, we have spent our entire lives searching for some magical key that will unlock the various doors of our rigid little worlds exposing us at last to answers we have been hoping to find. Surely these answers will make our lives easier, show us the way or perhaps even save us from something untoward. We have stumbled headlong into the foggy illusion reaching out for something to steady ourselves as we continue to step over uncertainty and bump up against doubt. There has to be a road map out of here we keep thinking, some place I will find the key, the answer and escape this life that does not fit my being for some unknown reason. I do not feel like I belong here, I do not fit in, everything around me does not resonate with my soul. Where am I, who am I, where am I meant to be? Where’s the key?
The long journey through the valley of illusion is coming to its end, the final hill we must climb, the last corner we must go around while wondering what is around it. We are finally learning that there is no key to save us. We will not find it stashed away in some obscure location, and we must pass some test in order to enter the room and retrieve this key. We are not living in some Super Mario Brother’s video game.