Everyone says, "it's okay to fall," but quite literally, society doesn't seem to agree. How come when we trip in the street we get up as fast as possible, hoping no one saw? How come we laugh when we witness this second hang. Let's examine what exactly is so terrible about losing our balance, perhaps on a psychological level we may not even be conscious of.
There is very little you can do prepare yourself for a fall, but if you can manage to go down while in service of joy... well, that's the stuff that great falls are made of.
When I fell, something clicked. Something ancient. Something new, too. The embracing of the choice to see things that happen as meaningful, as a reality transcending the ordinary, the coincidence, the happenstance.
