They say it is not the fall that kills you; it is the sudden stop at the bottom that does it.
I can’t argue with that sort of logic and I don’t know if I really want to.
Life comes at you all sorts of ways, but most of us can agree that you are blind sighted by it more often than not.
I can’t help but think of the last Rocky movie and the quote a quote from it that has been floating around.
‘But it ain’t about how hard you hit; it’s about how hard you can get hit, and keep moving forward. It’s How much you can take, and keep moving forward. That’s how winning is done.’
Life hurts, I am sure that we can all agree, at one point or another life comes and hits us so hard, so unexpectedly, out of the last place you would ever think that you are knocked flat on your ass before you can even blink.
Sometimes it feels like you’ve been hit so hard you have the wind knocked out of you twice, once when you get hit and the second time when you hit the ground.
However, the fall, you never see it coming, it’s a life thing. Sometimes it can be as simple as the loss of a loved one suddenly. Or as complex as the fall of the Roman Empire.
No matter how, or where, the fall comes from, it hurts; it can be deadly. A fall can break a person, most of us will go through life and experience this once, or twice if you are unfortunate enough.
I’ve fallen, once, twice, three times, I don’t honestly know how many times anymore. I’ve fallen so much that I have noticed, sometimes there is clarity before you hit the ground. You find an inner peace that you didn’t know was there.
Things make sense; life is worth living.
In the air, with the wind in your face, cold and stabbing you like a thousand razors, things are quiet. Soon your thoughts are quieted as well and instead of worrying, you watch.
You watch as life flies by in the blink of the eye. You watch the world moving around you seamlessly, moving in lockstep unison and you know now, it stops for no person.
There for a moment, in flight, you think you have it all figured out; who knows, maybe you do.
But as I am reminded, this is the fall, and it is not the fall that kills you.
It’s the sudden stop at the bottom.