Tests are thrown at us all the time. Recent events have allowed me to reflect and think of how I have dealt with them, and how I should react to situations. It is so easy to forget how happy one can be, simply by stepping back and seeing the whole picture.

When obstacles to our dreams come our way, we have a few choices:


1. Embrace them and face them

2. Run away and avoid them

3. Ignore them and hope they go away

4. Shout curses and direct anger


I have done all of the above…

The obstacle could be a stone wall, miles and miles long. We may choose to be angry at its existence, kick – and will it to fall apart. We may want to walk around it, turn and walk the other direction, or climb over it.

Anger and frustration is a natural reaction. But it’s important for it not to get the best of us…we simply end up hurting ourselves unnecessarily.

To most of us, it is human nature to choose the easiest, safest route. Though this sometimes is not the most certain one, it seems attractive in the short-term. The easiest way to deal with an obstacle is to pretend it isn’t there…though we may later find out that it comes back two-fold. Turning around and walking away: our dreams will remain clouds in the air.

To run away – yes, akin to cowardliness, running away is not as bad as it seems. It’s enough to acknowledge the obstacle, and postpone the inevitable encounter. But, like ignoring it, it just gives the obstacle more time to build itself up. The wall might never end, we might be walking next to it for miles…it might get higher, or we might eventually decide that it’s finally time to climb it…

So perhaps we do.

To face the wall – to survey its imperfections, to admire its height and steadiness is the first step to recognising that it’s not an obstacle, but a means to what we want from life.

It’s a conscious effort to want to climb the wall, because there is a risk of falling. Facing and embracing the obstacle has been the most difficult thing to do –  but I soon realise that if I hadn’t climbed the wall, I would not have known that there was someone up there, ready to help me up…and continues to do so.

I am guilty of turning a blind eye to the beauty of what is before me: the beauty of solidity, tangibility, and tactility. The obstacle becomes something to love, something to appreciate and welcome.

…what is life without challenges?