In It’s Really All About God, Samir Selmanovic writes,

When I ask people to close their eyes and imagine boundaries, most people tend to imagine just that, walls.

Why walls?

Why not windows?

Why not doors?

Why not bridges?

They are boundaries too, aren’t they? (It’s Really All About God, 236).

What walls have you constructed in your life that might be newly imagined as windows or bridges?