One of my earliest memories is hiding my eyes, looking away and cowering behind a movie seat upon watching the appearance of the Wicked Witch of the West in the Wizard of Oz with my mother.  Truth be told, the shock and horror has never left me.  

I looked away and my over stimulated youthful imagination nearly destroyed me.  The same thing happened years later while watching Psycho.  

Well, last Saturday night I saw a mashup of the Wizard of Oz and Pink Floyd’s Dark Side of the Moon and for the first time I watched the Wicked Witch scene all the way through.  Maybe it was the great music or maybe it was maturity or maybe a combination of both, but watching the green hued Wicked Witch straight on was not daunting.  In a way she was actually beautiful.  

A late life lesson: take your challenges straight on, do not cower, confront them and you will see them clearly for what they are and usually find a way to deal with them and prevail!