“Come to the edge, he said.
They said: We are afraid.
Come to the edge, he said.
They came.
He pushed them
and they flew.”
~Guillaume Apollinaire
what is it about them that makes them so frightfully appealing? i want to walk right up and stand there... leaning. pushing. seeing how far i can go – just to know where it is...
is that so terrible? i don't think so... i quite like it. makes me feel alive, i guess. like i'm doing the most that I can with the life I've been blessed with.
i don't know.
I do forget that not everyone is as comfortable exploring life's edges... and that it's not always my place to take them there.
i feel like more often than not, people in general, are willing (maybe just not ABLE,) to go alone – and *maybe* they just need someone less afraid to guide them...
OR MAYYYBE i should just leave them to find their own way.
“When you have come to the edge of all light that you know and are about to drop off into the darkness of the unknown, faith is knowing one of two things will happen: there will be something solid to stand on or you will be taught to fly”
~Patrick Overton
I don't know. I'm rambling and I've had two glasses of wine... I'm going to sleep :)
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You can't guide someone who's not ready or willing to allow someone else to control.
The joy of flying is when you learn it on your own, because it is then that the memory stays. It is in that moment where that person learns something about themselves. Something that someone else could have already said to them, but (until that moment) they never fully understood what that meant.
You fly. If they don't join, they will when it's their turn. Perhaps, a second too late to make the journey with you but a second just right when they're ready. Truly, 100% ready.
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