Today while rollerblading I said to God, “I don’t want to fall.” I started to take it back but I meant it, so I didn’t.
Five minutes later I fell.
It wasn’t a cute fall either. There were people around, both my knees, and hands hot the ground and I came away with some scrapes and bruises.
As soon as I fell I remembered what I tell my students everytime they fall during recess. I say, “you’re ok, get up.”
I tell them quickly so their minds don’t have enough time to process the fall. If they process it, and associate it with pain, they may never try again. I don’t want that for them and I certainly don’t want it for myself.
So I’m giving myself, and you, permission to fall. Falling requires courage, it requires faith. You have to be willing to take a risk.
Is there someone who is interested in you and you’re not giving them the time of day? To be clear, I’m talking about a man or woman of good character who could be a potential life partner, not someone you know isn’t a good match.
Go ‘head, give it a chance. You’ll never know unless you try. You could be missing out on the love of a lifetime….or not. But you’ll never know unless you give yourself permission to fall.
And if for some reason you fall, it doesn’t work out, and you get your heart broken, you’ll be ok.
Remember the last breakup…not even the last, but the worst break up? Remember how you had no idea how you’d move on? You didn’t even know if you’d be able to get out of bed in the morning and make it through the workday without crumbling into a million pieces…..but you did!
Falling isn’t the worst thing in the world. It means you’re trying and trying is everything! So try! And after you try, fall. And after you fall, if necessary, get back up again.