You’re going to fall. It is inevitable. It may be off a swing, over the cat, in love, or even flat on your face in a trail run. You may be gullible and fall for someone’s story over and over again. You may even fall for marketing ploy of a company that says this one pill will change your life and have you, fill in the blank, in just seven days. It’s possible. It’s even probable. You’re going to fall.
You’ll promise to yourself that it isn’t going to happen again and then it does. You won’t fall in love again because the last experience had such an awful ending. You won’t ever try running again because you couldn’t breathe the first time. (Slow down and you will be able to.) You are going to only eat super clean and not put those chemicals in your body and then pumpkin spice season happens. We are fickle as humans or have short attention spans or both. It’s probably a combination of both.
I once saw an advertisement for a parachute company that made me laugh and think. It said “it isn’t the fall that will kill you, it’s the landing.” Unless you have a heart attack on the way down, this is very true. So, why are we so afraid of falling? What’s the big deal? We obviously get up and go again, with the exception of that failed chute, so why not enjoy it a little?
I am not speaking specifically of the falls that make for physical ailments either. Granted, after having face planted myself recently and still dealing with the repercussions of that, I am not all that interested in trying that particular style of learning, but I did feel a certain euphoria after the initial pain passed. Adrenaline? Sure, and it was big at the time, but I can still feel the whoosh of it today. That excitement of what just happened and I’m still here! I happen to be someone who enjoys that feeling when you go over a bump and your stomach drops out. You know the one? Yeah, I love that. Excitement, anticipation and a little danger!
I am not only referring to the physical aspect of challenging gravity. I am speaking of the willingness to experience a fall in the first place in whatever capacity. I think the ability to get up and do life again and again is such an amazing process and resiliency; a very attractive quality in a person and soul.
Sure, at the time of whatever the change in altitude in your life is, you may not be so appreciative of it. But what if you remembered as you were experiencing the undulation that you do in fact bounce and you will be fine after the initial impact. You will figure it out as you have every day of your life and you will trust that you have, or will learn, the skills to help you navigate this particular pressure change.
Wouldn’t it be more prudent to pay attention to the landing and make sure that is set up well and enjoy the fall for the journey it contains? To enjoy the landing one must look back at the success that has happened in life and bring that to the now so the ever present drama king/queen doesn’t take hold. To be able to tuck and roll as it were, one would be best served to ask if this is life threatening or is it a momentary upgrade in the learning in the process of this lifetime.
There will be falls. There will be sadness. There will be grief and they will all be transitory as emotions and experiences tend to be. You will be great if you remember this and carry it through this life and the many more you will have after this one.