I have been at my desk writing (and redrafting/editing) for the past 6 days more or less solidly, and I decided I need to stretch my legs this morning to make sure I remember how to use them. So I went for a walk.
Actually, to be honest, I went out yesterday and the day before as well, but it is today’s walk I wanted to share with you here because as often happens, my mind went on a little walk of its own and I had a bit of a thought.
Do fences keep things out, or do they hold things in? Are there “fences” in our lives that stop us from doing things, either by holding us in place where we are, or by stopping us reaching for something? Do we build our own fences, or do we allow others to build them for us? Do we allow those fences to become cages or prisons? Or, like this picture, do they run and run into the distance and there’s no chance of ever getting past them?
Maybe you’ve made some new year’s resolutions around setting yourself new challenges, or perhaps not. I haven’t as such but after this morning’s walk I’m thinking about how I can resolve to be more aware of the “fences” in my life, and to be mindful of whether they are mine or someone else’s, and what their function is.
Don’t fence me in. And I’ll try not to fence myself in neither.