Living Deeply and Falling Hard

 

Almost ten years ago, a boy I really liked said to me, "don't fall hard (insert my last name)".  I was temporarily frozen while processing my feelings and life events.  I pondered his comment and finally concluded, why not?  Why not fall hard?  If I was going to be true to myself, I knew that falling hard was always going to be a very real part of my story.  I recognized that I didn't want to live a dispassionate life, always composed and slightly detached.  I get ridiculously excited about things, I feel things deeply, (a blessing and a curse I suppose!) which inevitably leads me to fall hard...whether I'm falling in love or falling down.  My lows are proportionate to my highs. 

I recognize that my friend's comment was given in that moment and has value in the context of "don't get all worked up about things, Megan" or "don't let this be a stumbling block for you" but the truth was it wasn't really possible for me to not fall hard.  That night his words "don't fall hard" stirred and stimulated my thinking until the words live deeply, fall hard, get up, repeat were finally scribbled onto a page in my journal and became part of my arsenal of personal aphorisms about the way I see the world.

Life is amazing, magical, and beautiful.  We are capable of perceiving lovely subtleties in the textured world around us, intuitions and simple pleasures, deeply experiencing  profound joys and sorrows as our souls expand, as we laugh and cry, dream, explore and try again.       

And I've been falling hard, beautifully, ever since.

~Megan