she sent me a photo today of her grandson, who is not quit one, but walking all over the place. it made me think about trust and fearless transitions. how babies pursue so many transitions, without hesitation. they move from one stage to the next without question. they role over, they crawl, they take steps, they let go of mom and dad's hand and they walk. they reach for food, they start to talk, they explore and question but most of all, they do life. they try over and over, because there are lots of failures and even some tears. but they don't stop. every new experience must surly have them spinning inside their heads. and yet. . . we couldn't stop them if we wanted to. the force of life is too strong.
it makes me question when we start to lose that force. when do we start to doubt our life transitions? when to we start holding back?