Disrepair

I wonder what was once kept in this field. Whatever it was evidently did not like it there. He wanted to escape and be free, so charged through this fence - leaving behind him everything he knew in order to embrace freedom. The barrier was broken and in a state of disrepair.

Sometimes in life we come across barriers that have been built up by either ourselves or others. They can confine and restrict us more than we realise. They can distort our view of the world. They can get in the way of real freedom - of who you really are and what you were made to be.

But when you become aware of the things keeping you from freedom you can begin to knock those barriers down (leaving them to rot and become a distant memory). You can start to explore a whole new world of possibilities and opportunities. You can embrace a different kind of lifestyle - one of discovery, growth and unfamiliarity.

It's definately not easy but I can't think of anyone who hasn't benefited from a wee bit of character building.

What's holding you back?