if my door is open, people come in

When you look in my office, you gaze at a glowing white art table. I keep two art lamps on and the overheads off. It looks like a stage set. On the table stand five carved wooden Hasidic musicians & a carved angel. On the wall above hangs a dark-green-and-peach buddha, Van Gogh trees, a Chihuly sketch, and my calligraphy. To the side is concept art for my game.

This white expanse draws humans like a jewel.

If my door is open, people come in. They sit at the art table or settle into the guest chair, and start to talk.

It's like a little party. This happens no matter what their level of management, or even whether I know them.

They come to rest.

Sitting at or near that glowing white empty art table, restores their spirits. Light is like water; it's like sitting by a fountain.

Two guys just left, after 2 hours. I got a complete overview of World of Warcraft, a tour of Google's tools, a site that compares search results, an introduction to a realtor, the inside scoop on two hiring companies, advice for one guy's project, and why Eternal Darkness: Sanity's Requiem on the GameCube is one of the most elegant games ever designed.

If I kept the door to my heart & thoughts & home open, the same thing would happen there.