Of course, if you aren’t careful or aren’t paying attention you can trip and fall into the chasm. You could have a 127 Hours experience (if you’ve seen the film you’ll know). You could slip into the chasm (I think the bloke in the film jumped intentionally into the gap between the rocks but hey, its an imperfect illustration), displace a boulder which then traps you in the gap where you face days of agony and intense self-reflection before resorting to drastic measures, possible hallucinations and the dilemma of how does one go to the bathroom in such a situation…before cutting your arm off using a blunt pen knife and brute strength while gritting your teeth in sheer agony. You can still survive, even armless, like the bloke in the film did. There’s always a bright side…
In my own journey I feel I am in precisely the place the unidentified person in mid air is in, between the past and the future, in the process of making the leap from the past and into the future. The future I am leaping towards is, I hope, an amazing place, for I had a glimpse, perhaps several glimpses, from the side of the chasm I was on before I leapt and that glimpse gave me the motivation I needed. I saw a possible future and saw that it could be a great future, a hopeful future, a future worth fighting for and worth aiming for and worth taking that run and jump and leaping for and yes, even worth taking the risk of falling for. I have a book on my shelf just now called Untold Story, as yet unread, but it’s what the future is, for all of us, an Untold Story, waiting to be written.
Although I have no doubt that there will still be obstacles on the other side of that chasm, I still want to be there, for the past is the past and the future is the future and though we all take our past with us in various shapes and forms, it will be what we do and where we go now that defines us. Sometimes we still bear the scars of the past but those scars need not define us. We can allow ourselves, must allow ourselves, to be defined not by the past where those scars were formed but by the future where the scars can always remind us that we survived and moved forward and can thrive again.
I love the title of the Star Trek movie, The Undiscovered Country. That’s where I’m going, in a very real sense it’s where we all go every single day because every single day we’ve never been this way before. But sometimes you come out of periods of anxiety, of burdens, of times and places that have served their purpose and it’s time to move on again. You head into pastures new with new plans, new hopes, a new direction. Maybe it’s a change of job, maybe it’s an addition to the family (planned or unplanned), maybe it’s the break up of a relationship and the both frightening and exciting move forwards from it, maybe it’s facing news of an illness (yours or someone else’s), maybe it’s a chance to pursue your dreams that you’ve been waiting for, longing for and working towards for months or years, maybe it’s breaking free from a phobia. Wherever and whatever it is, the undiscovered country beyond that chasm is a place I want to be.
Here’s to the amazing place across the chasm.
Thanks for reading 🙂