If you were to think of your life as cloud, what could stand in your way?

If you were to think of your life as cloud, what could stand in your way?  What and where are your mountains?  Where are your hills?  What would block the flow?

Earth stuff feels like the weight of the world, but to the soul, it weighs less than a breath of wind.  The ego would heap such drama in great piles along the paths of right livelihood, love and compassion; you need not climb them.  You need not dig through them.  You must know and recognize your power, your abilities, your talents and your light.  In your power you can reach so high, and you’d be so far above, a part of the world, and not.
Rumi