Janet uncovered her eyes, and immediately started laughing.

“You’re amused,” Logan said.

“Amused?” she asked, “I don’t know what I am, to be honest. What do you mean the door of denial?”

Logan crossed his legs and clasped his hands together on his knees. “This is the easiest door of all. Anyone can get through it because it’s so easy for human beings to deny something that is happening…especially when it’s something that they cannot bear.” He continued, “Can you think of something that’s happened in your life that you cannot bear?”

Janet looked at him. She suddenly realized something. But she just kept looking at him.

“What are you thinking, Janet?” he asked.

Janet suddenly felt a deep, deep pain. It was a sadness she could not put into words. She looked up at the tree tops; she had tears in her eyes as she gripped the arms of the chair. Her consciousness was flooded with the memory of her son Logan, and she couldn’t help but cry out loud.

“Janet, what are you thinking about right now?”

Janet wiped the tears from her face. She paused for a moment, looking at the ground.

Finally, she said, “…………….