The lil pony was in the corner of the pasture again today. It seems he is always there. Waiting. Thinking. Wondering if he will ever get out of the padlock there. So hopeful.
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I know that the cattle guard that crosses the drive out keeps the pony inside. With the fence line coming right up to it on each side. Those bars across the ditch is all it takes to keep him inside. He does not realize that he could easily jump over it. All the pony sees is the depth of the ditch. It keeps him fearful. Just a hole in the ground and the pipe stripped over it is all it is.
Is this how our own fears work? Do we see a simple obstacle and think we could never safely cross over? Never taking the chance of making a leap from one train of thought to another. If we were able to look at the problem from another view point. To see that it is only a guard, a few pipes over a hole, that keep us inside the fence. Freedom is waiting on the other side. If we were to back up...snort at the issue...and then run with all of our might. Leaping at the edge. And over we could soar. Over the stop. Landing into a new life, a new view, a new way of looking at our opportunities.