I was thinking of all the things I want to do and how I just. can’t. seem. to get there. Nothing tangible is stopping me, so… why? What is blocking me?
I see a wall: infinitely high, stretching away to a pinpoint in either direction. It is smooth, white. This is my wall.
I’m staring at the unclimbable surface before me.
I can’t go over, obviously. It’s far too long to think about going around; a waste of time and energy for sure. I know its foundation is very, very deep, so there’s no being clever and digging a way under either. I can feel the things I want on the other side…
I turn around.
“No more wall.”
Well, wow. W O W.
I just sit there, stunned by how easy and, gods, sensible a solution that is.
And then: “Now bring what you want here -” (If Mohammad can’t get to the mountain…) “- that’s magic.”
It’s going to take some work to integrate the idea that it could be that simple (then again, is that just my choice/expectation? Could it be that simple??)