Tuesday, 1 September 2015
“Don’t worry, I am here—you’re not gonna fall.”
Sometimes all it takes is a few quietly spoken words from someone you trust, to give you the courage to push past your perceived limitations.
This life lesson really hit home after I was done practising my macaco with Rafa after class one evening. Personally I find it terrifying to attempt this move—because I have to trust that my leading hand will know where the floor is, and will place itself in such a way that my bodyweight will be safely balanced and borne. Whenever I try to throw this move on my own, it always opens out sideways because I automatically turn my head to spot the floor. I fear injury and what the recovery process entails—sighting the floor gives me comfort!
All that can change when you have someone to assure you that he won’t let you fall. It brings a little boldness back. I can find the gumption to whip myself into a bridge without having to search for the floor off to one side. Sure, I could have somehow still fallen over despite his assistance, but at least it would have been because I was in the middle of being brave enough to fix my move (as opposed to pulling off the half-assed, fear-filled version).
I suppose this is what our children look for in their parents…
…and what god is whispering to our souls.