I used to walk the balance beam in gym placing one foot in front of the other determined to get to the end without falling off. I was pretty good at it. I had good balance. I would go from one end to the other. Twist. Turn. Repeat.
Sometimes we are quick to rush through. The fear of falling speeds up our steps. We are so desperate to get to the other side that we can’t see what is in front of us or beside us stretching out a hand. Instead of being in the thick of it we’re looking ahead and throwing our hands up. The process, the journey makes us uncomfortable.
Who needs the heartache and the searching of our souls that the journey brings? We’re afraid of alienating people with our worries and sighs. Are we there yet is the only question we ask.
The journey is on our side though. It’s for us. Our thoughts, motives, beliefs, and feelings have us swing from one side of the pendulum to the other until we land somewhere in the middle. We sort, wonder, rail, cry and laugh until we hang in the balance – in the tension of both sides.
Sometimes we need to be in the tension. In the thick of it. Balancing. Placing one foot in front of the other. Twist. Turn. Repeat.
photo by chris cheadle taken just north of tofino island