There was a trick to it, they told us. Take one slow, straight-down step at a time, and put your whole weight on each one. I watched as fearless colleagues, supported by friends on each side, crunched across the jagged shards and emerged unbloodied and triumphant. OK, so I could do this, too, right? Uh huh. Sure.
It took four steps to cross the glass. The first was the hardest. Up close, that glass was terrifying. And yet, my foot somehow easily pushed the sharp edges aside and found smooth surfaces that held my weight. The next three steps were just a matter of focus, feeling my way to those safe spaces. Surprise! It was actually EASY!
How much of life is like this?
What we long for often seems so far away, on the other side of impossible challenges. But once you take that first scary step, you realize it's not that hard after all! Which, of course, was the
whole point of our glass-walking adventure. Contrived? Yes. Dangerous? Potentially. Effective? Definitely! I came home from that retreat feeling INVINCIBLE!!
The next day I came down with the flu. Another unwelcome surprise. I fought it at first, or at least the idea of it. "I'm not so sick. I'll bounce back by tomorrow." But that was just the Robitussin talking. The only sensible response to the flu, as with walking on glass, is to give in to the experience, settle for slow and steady, and put your whole weight into trusting YOUR INNATE RESILIENCE, as the brilliant wisdom of your body acts to push aside those bad bugs and bring you whole and healthy to the other side.