I’m not the most graceful person. I’ve been blessed with physical strength yet grace and agility have often left me stumbling and tripping. Seldom have I gotten to any point in life without careening and ankle turning along the way. I mean that in both the most authentic and allegorical ways. I have learnt that my ungraceful ways is partly grace in itself. When things aren’t easy but I achieve them ‘anyway’ there is a level of honor that comes from the awkwardness and the face plants. The dignity of determination. The elegance of self discovery and awareness. I don’t want to write these things to applaud myself. I want to write these things to encourage someone else. The person who does trip. The person who is not confident. The person who is not supported or cheered on. The world is full of graceful, elegant, confident and capable individuals. I am not one of them. And because of that I have tripped all over myself getting to points in life that when I look back on…. I can see that if it wasn’t for the falls I wouldn’t have seen all those magnificent things waiting for me from so many different angles.
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Gosh, this is so me too Collen. May God bless our falls and our trips.
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Amen to that Lorraine!!!! 😉
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I’ve tripped over many hidden bricks
And old cobblestones are a real trick
But to cross life’s riverbed of stepping stones
Has released my soul out slippery time zones
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Oh those stepping stones…..such blessings AND danger zones!
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Yes Colleen, they are both, but both are part the journey…xx
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this is me from the moment I was born, a wonderful post and reminder. and, I’m guessing that those who claim to have never tripped, may not be telling the full truth. that said, some of us have tripped our way through life more than others.
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I think you and I (and those who are of our rank) understand this better than others. Looking back, those trips were surely some of the best parts. In hindsight anyway. 🙂
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The view from the ground can be wonderful. Only this morning I was on my hands and knees examining a tiny wild flower that I didn’t recognise. You couldn’t see it properly when standing. The problem nowadays is getting back up again!
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What a great way to illustrate this Peter! (and the problem part too….because even that is part of the fun….er….story).
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This is wonderful. I’ve made plenty of mistakes and learned. I once tripped while eating a sandwich and crossing a busy street in Washington D.C. I learned from to never do that, especially while wearing the ridiculous shoes I had on. And although this is sort of a funny story, I learned plenty about myself too.
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Oh BCM…. those lessons we learn are I suppose the best part of the tripping. Surely the impact is NOT the fun part. At all !
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I too am a stumbler, MBC. The view is interesting on the way up.
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It really is. And gets better if we learn !!!
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You are so wise, and, gosh, that’s a lovely picture!
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The picture is from WV a few weeks ago. And thank yOU!!!!
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I am always bruised somewhere and I am always running into things. Yet by some kind of magic, when I get on the dance floor, the music turns me into a graceful being.
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Isn’t that fascinating????
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Our minds and spirits are amazing.
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I agree Ali ! 🙂
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