the wall that stands in the way
sometimes we stop ourselves. sometimes, we’re being asked to pause.
You think you're ready. You’re about to try something new. A theory, a project, a change. You believe you’re capable, especially when you are confident. And then, the wall appears.
The wall doesn’t always look the same. Sometimes it blocks you by telling you, “You can’t do it.” Sometimes it’s more subtle, like a mirror reflecting your self-doubt, or a post-it note on the wall “There’s always tomorrow.” The wall takes the shape of hesitation, a strange tiredness or unraveling the uncertainties slowly, quietly pulling you backward.
I've been more aware of my wall in recent years, even though the wall showed up early in my childhood, during asthma attacks that pulled me out of the very class I loved. But it also brought kindness: a teacher who gently applied ointment to my chest for me to breathe better. That, too, was part of the wall. Or in the 20-year journey of continuous learning, where I met the same wall again and again—only to realise that what I truly wanted to study couldn’t be confined to any single field, and that influenced my career trajectory.
But now I know: not all walls are barriers. Some are signs. Some are simply nothing at all. Over time, I’m better at telling the difference. Sometimes, it means taking a pause by asking myself: What am I afraid of? What baggage am I still carrying? What values and beliefs are speaking through me?
The obstacle is not the end. Sometimes, it’s the beginning of understanding.
By asking, you begin to understand when the wall is rooted in fear, or whether it’s your inner wisdom asking you to wait and be patient. It’s not about avoiding any discomfort, but recognising is this an intuitive no, the kind that comes from deep within. Not doubt. Not ego. Just clarity. It comes from an inner place of knowing. Some are protection or a gentle reminder to go slower, or deeper.
If it is a sign to keep trying, the only way forward is through perseverance and grit. The wall begins to shift when you keep going. What once blocked you becomes part of you that is steadier and more grounded in truth.
Eventually it gives way to momentum, to repetition, to trust. The resistance also becomes a part of who you are and what you care about. It becomes part of the inner dialogue that’s constructive.
So yes, the wall is part resistance. Part protection. Part self-doubt. And what comes after are loads of homework that includes reflection, acceptance, discovery and realisation of oneself. It humbles you, reminding you to stay aligned—not led by ignorance, nor lifted by pride. You realised the wall is no longer against you.
The wall means you listen. Sometimes you pause when needed. And to continue when you just know.
i’m grateful you spent a moment here with me ♡