I thought I knew the problem.
Named it.
Framed it.
Felt the weight of it.
I kept pushing against it.
It kept pushing back.
Every attempt to fix it
made it feel bigger.
Then I shifted my view.
Almost by accident.
I zoomed out.
Looked from a different scale.
A different point of view.
What felt impossible
started to look irrelevant.
It wasn’t solved.
It was dissolved.
The edges blurred.
The weight lifted.
The problem became something else.
Not fixed.
Redesigned.
No longer what it was.
The problem hadn’t disappeared,
I stopped seeing it.
I stopped looking at it
in the same way.
Sometimes the most effective move
isn’t solving a problem.
It’s reframing it.