12/05/2022
Obstacles.
A fallen branch in the middle of a trail.
A boulder blocking my way.
A bear snarling at me.
Obstacles.
I feel them a lot.
Blocking me from where I want to go.
I’ve pushed at them.
I’ve swing at them.
I’ve pleaded with them to let me pass.
When I am gentle with them
Speak and ask them why they are there
Sit with them
I learn.
I can understand why they are there.
They aren’t there to block my way
But there as a reminder to stay present
To wonder
And to remind me that this is a journey.
Not a race.