There’s not much to say here.

The threshold is simple to understand: what lies behind us, what lies before us, and the line of choice that exists for every human being.

Esoteric or exoteric stories, the Princess or Adam and Eve, we see and understand through the eyes of the story’s main characters.

Their story can only go as far, and they can only see as far, as they’ve journeyed.

The same goes for us. We can only read and understand their stories as deeply as we understand our own.

That’s not a flaw. It’s a threshold.

The threshold is the line every human being has the free will to cross or not cross.

This line can most simply be described as the line of basic human decency. Not sainthood. Not enlightenment. Basic decency, the floor of what it means to take responsibility for how we show up in the world and the impact we leave in our wake.

Above that line lives everything most of us were never taught: autonomous and interconnected awareness, our internal witness, personal development, spiritual maturity, what a grown up actually looks like.

The Princess crossed it. Eve crossed it. Jesus crossed it. Adam did not — not yet.

That was their foundation.

Their floor.

Past the threshold is a new world.

Every story ever told is about that choice. In what areas has the main character crossed the threshold? In what areas have they not yet made that first step?

The threshold isn’t a destination. It’s a decision point that keeps returning in every area of our lives until we meet it. And we are destined to meet it — to evolve consciously, spiritually, as sentient beings.

Below that line of basic human decency, below the line of adulthood, lives both the innocence of simply not knowing any better and the malevolence of choosing not to look and not to know any better. It’s everything we’ve become very familiar with: abuse in all its forms.

Below this line there’s no foundation to stand on.

There’s no bottom to this fall.

Bellow that line are the pits of hell.