Wheeeee! I'm Flying

Okay, big day! It's the eve of my birthday- July 4th. "What do you want do?" I ask my friend Robert. "I don't know, what do you want to do?" he retorts. But then, he gets this gleam in his eye. Mischief is adrift! "We need to do something really exciting before your birthday to get ready for your actual birthday adventure" (that's foreshadowing by-the-way- my birthday is going to be soooo super-fun!). "Well, what did you have in my mind?" I asked with a wee bit of trepidation. "Trapeze." Robert says with emphasis on the "z". "What do you mean, 'trapeze'?" And that's how it happened.  I deliberated on it for five seconds, and said, "YES!" Actually, I'm so shocked that I agreed to do this- it's so high up, it's no-hands, and it's scary! (but scary turned inside out is exhilarating, really). So, we went to the Santa MonicaPier and took trapeze lessons. I learned how to flip, catch, and soar thru the air. What a feeling. The first time I was instructed to let go of the bar and swing from my knees- 30 feet off the ground- the fear surged in me, but I just ignored it and let go. What a metaphor for life- Let go, let go, let go, and Soar! See it happen here