Trust is the essence of feeling safe to allow ourselves to be completely vulnerable.
Several times in the last few days I have come across others writing about ‘falling backwards’. The repetition is not by accident; of that I am sure.
Falling backwards requires complete trust. Or the possibility of broken wrists.
Facing forward and trusting that whatever – or whomever – is behind us will offer a soft place to land. And knowing that the falling isn’t what will harm us; resistance to the fall is what creates injury.
A spiritual Nestea plunge.
Am I trusting enough in those moments of free-fall to notice and observe my reaction, and to accept the fall?
Can I enjoy the journey on the way down?