The Illustration Friday word of the week is acrobat.
I seem to have been born with a lot of checks in the Control column. More, really, than I like to admit. Surrender does not come easily. But sensing the importance, I have wrestled with ‘control tendencies’ for most of my adult life. If this actually were a wrestling match, most days I would be pinned in the first thirty seconds…
Letting go to the ebb and flow of Life, to some greater plan and power, to some far-wiser intelligence is indeed wonderful to contemplate… I imagine it to feel so, well, safe. But in reality, the experience (to this beginner, at least) feels so much more like the acrobat who must let go of one hold, one swing, even before she can grasp the next one. In a word: scary.
And yet, the whole question of Surrender comes down, once again, to that Big Question, that Albert Einstein quote that I’ve mentioned before… do I believe that the Universe is hostile… or friendly? (Will the next swing be there when I let go of this one?)
The challenge looks like this…
“When you have come to the edge of all the light you have, and step into the darkness of the unknown, believe that one of the two will happen to you: either you’ll find something solid to stand on… or you’ll be taught how to fly.” Richard Bach
Where is that acrobat in me? It’s on the Parts List, so I know it must be here somewhere… ?
“The Acrobat” (pen and ink, watercolor, pencil)