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Six hundred feet straight down! Nothing like watching a movie being projected a
to break the fall. I've got to switch few feet in front of me. During the first
channels. I don't like my chances on this second of my descent into the abyss, I
station. Infused with youthful caprice, I re-experienced every major positive event
mused to myself about my predicament. of my life in full, living color,
Enjoying the intense body rush of including all the emotional and physical
imminent danger, I was torn between sensations of each incident. I re-lived
prolonging the joy-terror and searching every significant birthday party, picnic,
for an escape from my imminent demise.I'd vacation, romantic date, school honor,
been in similar dire situations before sports achievement and family celebration
and I'd always evaded the worst. How did of my short life. This vivid,
I get out of danger before? Quick, you comprehensive review was very rich and
idiot, think! You don't have all day!The satisfying. Considering my precarious
impending disaster pumped my situation, an incongruous aura of calm
adrenaline-and my memory. I let go, I and fulfillment swept over me.The
reminded myself. That's what I did in flashback ended as abruptly as it began.
past situations. I just let go of having Suddenly, I was acutely aware of being
to control the whole thing. I released my suspended in time and space between the
need to be right about how life operates. life review and the next moment of
I allowed the picture to change. That's present time-me in the midst of my slide
when circumstances shifted and something down the cliff. During that seemingly
unexpected, seemingly impossible, eternal moment, the realization hit me
occurred. Let the channel switch, Keith! like a ten-ton boulder: I don't want to
I coached myself into letting go into die! A wave of acute appreciation flooded
safety once again. Averting the most over me. I love life. I want to continue
probable outcome, I robbed death of its exploring what life has to offer. I
prey yet another time.Yes, rather remember whispering to myself, I want to
unceremoniously, I was reminded of the live, as if one part of me were informing
natural malleability of the physical another part of me.Then, swoosh! I
universe by a six-hundred-foot free fall plummeted into the vast emptiness beneath
straight down a sheer cliff. The threat me. Some alert, unknown aspect of my
of a perilous plunge into empty space being spontaneously yelled to Cheryl,
re-impressed on my young mind the lessons "Lie flat! Relax! Let go!" Hearing the
I learned in similar predicaments: go words that came unbidden from within me,
with the slide on the ice rink, relax I, too, obeyed, and consciously chose to
into the tackle in football and turn surrender to the inevitable.I don't
toward the skid in the car. Now I call it remember anything after that decision,
"the decision to surrender." Back then, I including what logically should have been
called it "just letting go."I was a very abrupt and painful landing. All I
fourteen. My girlfriend Cheryl and I know is, Cheryl and I were suddenly
decided to go for a hike down a sitting in the stream at the bottom of
precipitous gorge in upstate New York. We the gorge where the current formed a
had most of the crisp spring day to play small pool. Although the water in the
before reporting to work as dinnertime pool had turned crimson with our blood,
servers at a local restaurant. The trail neither of us was experiencing any aches
was winding and steep. Three hours later, or discomfort. The bleeding came from
we arrived at the bottom of the granite small, razor-thin cuts all over the
and shale canyon.After spending an fronts of our bodies. But we had no
afternoon swimming in the rippling broken bones, bruises or other injuries.
stream, it dawned on us we didn't have It was as if the only purpose of the
enough time to hike back up the scratches was to remind us that, yes,
zigzagging trail to the top and get to indeed, we had just gone free falling
work on time. We concluded we could still down a six-hundred-foot cliff.After a
make it back to our job deadline if we short period of wonderment, we
climbed straight up the vertical practically danced up the long,
cliff.Ascending the steep cliff turned circuitous trail to the top of the gorge.
out to be quite easy. Protruding from the We were so thankful-and simply happy to
sheer granite wall were small rock ledges be alive, in one piece and being given a
as easy to climb up as rungs on a ladder. second chance. The climb was
Within thirty minutes we were twenty feet effortless.Crisis. Emergency.
from the top. We would have been home Danger.These threats to my well-being
free, except that the previous night's were my early teachers. From these
rain had soaked the soil near the crest, seeming enemies, I learned that when
loosening the shale ledges. As we neared faced with an expected outcome I don't
the top, each time we placed a foot or like, I have an option. I can open to an
hand on the next rock outcropping, the alternative scenario, another framework,
shale broke away from the cliff. Very a different set of rules. I jokingly call
quickly, we found ourselves frantically my ploy "switching channels." It's an apt
moving our hands and feet from one shelf metaphor. I simply let go of my old way
to another, searching for something solid of viewing the world and allow a fresh
to support us in order to clamber up the perspective to emerge-or not! After all,
last few feet to safety.With total panic when we truly let go, anything can
on her face, Cheryl looked over at me-a happen! More often than not, however, I
silent plea for guidance screaming over find myself shifted to a new reality-a
the space between us. I didn't know what different station with a new story line
to do next. I had no answers. Like her, that has a much better ending! This is
I'd also run out of ledges within reach the stuff of miracles and alchemy.(c)
to grasp. I felt myself beginning to 2004, Keith Varnum. All rights in all
slide down the cliff.Suddenly, my whole media reserved.
life flashed in front of my eyes! It was




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