It’s funny how words can take on different meanings, depending on our stage of life, state of mind and general outlook.
Take a simple word like fall. You can fall head over heels in love. Heart palpitations and perspiring palms equate to sheer romance and perfect chemistry between lovers.
For many people, fall is the best season of the year. Vibrant colors and cool temperatures offer welcome respite from the heaviness of summer.
If you’re eager, you may fall all over yourself in the face of opportunity. Enthusiasm can mean the difference between success and failure.
Then again, perhaps you’ve suffered a setback in life, characterized as a fall from grace. Yet, the lesson here is not to wallow, but to pick yourself up and move forward.
Throughout my life, I have experienced the many nuances of fall. Now that I’m older, I have learned yet another meaning that I must avoid at all costs. According to the blog post “Don’t Be Afraid to Fall” we allow ourselves to age prematurely when we stop moving and exploring, and instead surrender to a fear of falling, which in turn creates a vicious cycle of non-movement, resulting in a greater likelihood of falls.
The future I choose for myself is one in which I jump, run, swim and bike, well into my later years.
And if movement isn’t something to love, what is?