Soaring high in this abstract sky, so high that my face is zipping through the wispy clouds.
My body feels light and airy, my tummy is laced with butterflies, and my mind is delightfully responsive to my oxytocin-filled brain.
“Ahhhhh”, I let out a deep breath, close my eyes, and chuck my hands up with the muscle of faith.
There aren’t any barriers, borders, or boundaries up here; it’s a rather freeing experience.
However, just as I become comfortable and trusting in the adventure, life rips the magical carpet from beneath me.
“Gasp!”, I try not to become overcome with fear and panic as I take a nose dive, heart first, towards the cold earth.
But, like a boisterous feline, I always land on my feet.
I brush my shoulders off, adjust myself, pick a direction, and start walking…
They say what goes up must come down and it’s all in the landing!