What goes up…

must come down. It’s the law of gravity. We expect it when we throw a baseball, when confetti flies, and especially when my my husband is rough housing with our dogs.

So what about life?

As you keep moving forward (or up), are you holding your breath for the other shoe to drop? Robbing yourself of the enjoyment of the present.

Are you stuck and feel like its only gone downward from here? You revel in the days you were climbing, or the plateau you reached before the fall.

Great stories have problems to uncover and solve, multi-dimensional characters, and plot twists. The story line is anything but linear with moments that pull us up into high, positive emotions and then again to drag us into things like fear, sadness, or anger.

In your story, are you looking forward to the high so much that you’re missing the view on the way up? Are you anticipating the fall or the crash so much that you’re looking past the beauty and joy of the peak?

What goes up, must come down… regardless of the planning, preparation, anticipation, or denial. 

Are you present to enjoy the views? Will you look where you’re feet are?