Falling up
As I fall up,
I dance through the uncertainty, the joy, the pain, and the unknown.
Every remembrance of past struggles, encounters, and experiences feels like a dark cloud that is slowly getting less dense, still lingering over my head but struggling to stay afloat as the clear sky slowly moves in. All the laughter, passion, tears, excitement, sadness, happiness, anxiety, and contentment are actually felt. As I start to feel again the vessel disguised as my body catapults me into opportunities that I never dreamed would touch my being.
As I fall up, dismay lingers around the corner but excitement paves the winding path ahead.
The worry that I will fall down again remains but the fear of missing the next inclining cloud is louder.
As I fall up, there is still a fog that surrounds me but the refreshing morning dew is my center of focus.
Appreciation for those around me grows, along with my yearning to reach out. I’m frightened at the possibility of getting hurt but the realization that life is too short to miss out due to fear becomes crystal clear.
As I fall up, the dancing, the pain, the writing, the laughter, the asanas, the tears, the creativity, the perseverance, the tastes, the joy, the thought, the energy~ all intersect at the forefront of my conscience.
My vision is still blurry but I am able to keep wiping the condensation off of my goggles.
As I fall up, I fall for myself and life again, all that is it showing me, and that it has yet to present. As I fall up, I can see the criticisms, dismay, and gripping pain begin their descent~ feathers of my past flowing slowly to the Earth below. As I fall up, the canopy of newness, confrontation, and fulfillment falls up with me and I vow to eventually let it fall into me.
