How to fly
May 25, 2015
As people get older they seem to creep farther inside the
box – for security I suppose. I have watched it with my mother, who is amazing
still at ninety three. Ninety seemed to be her insecurity point and she has
been burying herself deeper into the confines of the box ever since. Don’t misunderstand me, she is still fiercely independent, lives alone and cooks a meal
for my brother everyday but now she sees potential accidents everywhere. Now
she has started wrapping herself in cotton wool, so to speak, to keep safe.Of course this “elderly” fear takes the spontaneity out of
life. And spontaneity is what makes life fun and often get that good adrenalin
going. We all need to live on the edge a little I believe. If we calculate everything,
every move, we can miss out on the magic of the unknown. Possibilities in life
abound, but not if you are wearing blinkers. Having a predetermined path not
only causes us to miss out on endless opportunities it can set us up for huge
disappointments.
I love that saying “letting go and letting God”. Let go to
the limits of control and opening up to the endless possibilities that life
holds. It takes a trust of course and we humans aren’t awfully good at that. So
we are back to having things neatly packaged in that box. It feels safer that
way.
But the boxes are about restricting ourselves. Shutting
ourselves behind walls to keep safe. Forgoing our freedom. It takes courage to
tear down the walls of the box. It probably won’t happen in one fell swoop or
push. You know what they say about baby steps – and as we take each tottering
step we can start unfurling our wings because be assured that eventually when
the prison walls of the box are down we WILL fly.
Margie