Trapeze Artist





Yesterday I was feeling pretty unsure of myself. And then a picture came to me. I feel like a trapeze artist in training. I'm gripping onto this silly bar and it's all that keeps me from falling. And yet, to connect with the guy swinging on the other ropes, I'm going to have to let go. If I can get up the courage to let go, I'm going to experience great freedom and the joy of FLYING! If not, I'll just keep swinging back and forth, going nowhere. At this point I don't think there is any turning back...I can't seem to get back to the platform from here.
So what is it I'm clinging to? looking good, being "competent." What am I afraid of? failure, not getting people's approval...
And the great Trainer is saying to me, "Trust me!"
But the "what ifs" loom in my mind."What if I let go and 1) I can't connect with the other "flyer", 2) I fall to the net (and look stupid!), or 3) (the most scary of possibilities) I fall and someone forgot to put the net up?!"
And the great Trainer says, "I got ya. I'll catch up. I'll teach you when and where to let go. I'll show you. I've done this a million times."
Will I let go?
(Backdrops in the above photos painted by Mary Beth Holladay)