In plain words
Or not? The doubt came to her. She turned it over in her own mind: ‘All that is in me and in you is the One alone. When it is the One alone, what if I open the door? What if I shut it? So the Brahman who is everywhere you look is the One; the light in me and in you is one,’ so she felt. And she thought further, like this:
The door I am not going to shut; a call to open it; my heart, somehow, is moved to laughter.
‘We shut the door out of our weakness,’ she says. Our strength comes, and the call, ‘Open!’, is heard. Seeing the state of doubt between these two, ‘my heart, somehow, is moved to laughter’.
When the whole universe is the temple of the Lord of life, where is the street door, then?
When wherever you look there is only the house, where is there a street any more? And which is its door? Wherever you look there is only the temple. There is not an inch of space besides. So why should we keep a street door?
Pluck the strings of the vīṇā, set the strings of your life, with tears of Ānanda make the offering of yourself, and behold Kailāsa itself! O jīva! That is the street door!
Everything is within us. Our heart itself is the form of God. Our heart itself is the cause of weakness. Our heart itself is the cause of strength. Strength comes only to the faultless.