I could never dive
on command,
timing is hard
when height creates
irrational fear and weak knees.
Chin tucked to chest
meant the waters were hidden
and only
edges of
the man-made
ocean
existed.
Images of a bloody head
against the
edge
made me tremble
more than the
wavering board.
I want to swim
in your waters,
but I have never
been good at jumping in.
Potential catastrophe,
broken pieces,
swollen eyelids
consume my thoughts.
But it is funny
how even with
perfect
form,
the body can fall lopsided.
You can do everything
right
and end up
left
in a corner,
bruised.
Perhaps in weak form,
the dive is so
wrong,
that you will
end up
right.
As always, I hope you guys enjoy this piece. In an attempt to make this blog more interactive, leave in the comments what you’re often hesitant about diving headfirst into! Have you gotten better about it throughout the years? Do you think it has prevented you from certain experiences, has protected you, or both?
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I wonder if fears ever really go away, or if they just lose their power over us. You have a flair with words. I specially loved the ending 🙂
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Hmm yeah I wonder. Really enjoy ur insightful comments!
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I think for me it is never a question of what it was that I dived into but rather how did I? If it was an ameliorated jump then I can finally move deeper into the waters to overcome that next challenge. Impetuousness is my main enemy though — always wanting things done right now. I think that impatience has always been something I’ve struggled with, what do you think helps quiet it?
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Hmm I also sometimes find myself impatient when it comes to challenges/goals. I find that reminding yourself that everything takes time helps. And valuing the process/experience rather than the end goal!
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