Fearless. I try to remember when was the last time I felt fearless. When did I last hop out of my comfort zone, when did I last challenge myself? These questions also coincided with a Michelle Bridges video message in her 12 Week Body Transformation program so I am thinking about it a bit.
I had a conversation with a friend not so long back. She was saying how she drives in Washington DC and I commented that she was brave. She explained, “after driving in South Korea I can drive anywhere! I am fearless now.” I understood what she meant. When I was young I travelled around Europe on my own for a few months and I remember thinking to myself, if I can travel and get by on my own in a foreign country, I can do anything. So for a bit now, “fearless” has stuck with me in my mind and I am unable to stop thinking about it.
The term “fearless” also resonates as I watched my children this week go rock climbing. My oldest who enters into everything he does with care and precision unknowingly chooses the hardest wall to climb first. He thinks it’s the easiest wall because it’s the least tall, but little does he realise that it has an overhang so to make it to the top of that one you need to have a lot of upper body strength to pull up. He gets stuck and comes down.
He feels a little disappointed, I can see it in his face. That moment when you become disillusioned because something that looks easy is not in fact so. We encounter that all the time right? But he gathers himself together and lines up again for another try on a different wall. This wall is higher again but easier to climb and he makes it about halfway up. Then the height factor kicks in. He is frozen onto the wall and cannot move, he stays that way for an agonizing minute. What is going though his head at that moment? I would love to hear my 7 year olds reasoning. What makes him decide to keep moving up or come back to safer ground. I watch from below intrigued.
In the end with a bit of encouragement from Fletch he goes up! I am standing back, trying not to be the pushy one, wanting him to work it out for himself which for the most part he has. It’s a really good lesson for me as a parent. So much of the time it’s instinctive to protectively try to control what our kids do, the activities that they choose. I often ask myself, if I don’t loosen the reigns and give him time to think, how is he going to get the skills to problem solve and decision make for himself. Don’t get me wrong, every fibre of my being would love to have climbed up on that wall and tell him where to go step for step, but really what would this achieve? He touches the top, abseils back down and produces an ear to ear grin that can only come from satisfyingly achieving something done all on his own.
Today brings no words, just a promise to myself to go back to the rock climbing centre and climb one of those terrifyingly giant walls to remind myself of what it feels like to be fearless and be able to produce one of those ear to ear grins to my kids!