When we are young, very young, we fall many, many times as we learn how to stand on our feet.

Even after we manage to gain our first footing, we still fall over and over and over again, as we figure out how to stabilize the new stance on our feet.

Then, we try to walk, and end up falling again, and again, and again as we master the mechanics of walking upright and moving about on our feet.

Then, we stop falling so regularly for a very, very long time, at least, for most, we stop physically falling down.

But, internally, our sense of balance doesn’t necessarily keep us emotionally upright.

We fall for the information that we encounter, believing it accurate, so accurate, that we deem it truth.

We are emotionally capsized when we encounter adversity, that we feel over, and over, and over again.

We tumble heavily, crashing and rolling, careening and bouncing, when we don’t achieve the heights we believe we deserve.

We tumble, stumble, and crash when we can’t understand others, then when we ultimately, can’t understand ourselves.

We shed tears upon tears, and then more, you when we feel alone in a room full of those we felt friends.

After many falls, we who physically crashes repeatedly, to the ground, and whose emotions, tumbled down a hill and into pits, become whole in body, whole in soul, emotionally concrete, capable, stable, and balanced on ones feet, and internally complete.

And then we experience the greatest fall of all, that of falling in love.

And then we keep falling in love.

Again,

And again.

And again.

Until we can’t fall in love anymore.

After love, we don’t fall emotionally any longer.

Then ultimately, we don’t physically fall, because our bodies can no longer rise.

Humbly yours,

J