Obstacles. Lately it seems as if I am bombarded with them from every direction. It’s almost as if they are testing my will, my resolve. Will she quit? Does she want it badly enough? Can we veer her off course?
I’m thankful for many things, but two of them I rely upon, every time an obstacle blocks my path, are optimism and tenacity. Oh look, a new boulder. Shall I go around it, or jump over it?
The boulder never hides the light of what’s on the other side from me. I can see its glow around the edges, beckoning me. It may dim from time to time, or shine more brightly on some days than others, but I can always see the light because I’m an optimist.
I often find myself surrounded by people who can only see the boulder. I find myself pointing to the light. Don’t you see it? Look, it’s just there! But for many, that light is so difficult to see. That’s because they are choosing to look at the boulder, not what’s behind it. They are so transfixed that they can’t see anything else.
The optimist never loses focus of the light– the vision, the dream. They know it’s just on the other side of the boulder. And no matter how dark it might get, they believe the light will shine again, just like the sun always rises. They believe it to the very core of their being. They have eternal hope. Sure it wanes from time to time, but it never completely disappears.
But seeing the light is only half of the equation. You need the desire to reach it. And it must be strong enough to fuel your will to surmount the boulders, however many appear in your path. You can try to sneak around a boulder, climb over it, or get a running start and hurdle it. But sometimes, you need pick up a sledgehammer and just obliterate it.
Some boulders are bigger than others. Yesterday, I encountered a little one, just a rock really. In my enthusiasm to conquer the world, I accidentally slammed my finger shut in the door– hard enough to make it bleed.
I was temporarily down a hand. Today I am only down a finger. So with my good hand, I decided to write this blog article in my journal. I used my other nine fingers to type it into my computer. In the process of doing so, my injured finger started to bleed again.
We all get hurt. We all bleed. We make sacrifices. We endure the pain. But we all heal. I know, in time, I will have ten fingers at my disposal again. But even if I didn’t, even if I had injured my finger so badly that they had to cut it off, I learned how to type with nine. Boulders may slow you down, but they cannot stop you. Only you can do that.
The boulder is just a rock. Think of it as the universe’s way of testing you. Are you worthy? Are you strong enough? Do you believe? The next time a boulder appears in your path, however disheartening it may feel at the time, try to view it as an opportunity to test your strength, your resolve, your tenacity. Once you hurdle a few boulders, turn around and look back. Look at what you surmounted. After you see how far you’ve come, you will tell yourself there’s no way I’m quitting now.
You may even dare the universe to try and stop you, because you believe. You believe in that dream, and more importantly, you believe in yourself. Nothing can stand between you and the light. You see it, even when no one else can. Follow it. Even when it gets difficult to see, know it’s still there. Because as long as there is breath in your body, there’s oxygen to fuel the flame.
Start to look at the boulders in your path differently, not as obstacles, but as opportunities. Use your ingenuity to get around them. Keep trying, even if your fingers bleed. Be tenacious. And when you encounter a really big one, be the sledgehammer.