This past Friday night, Nick Wallenda walked across Niagara Falls on a high wire. In an interview Monday morning, somebody asked him what part of the walk was hardest. He said that being right at the place where the water drops over the falls was the hardest. Because now it's not shallow water any more. He's over a cliff.
But he told himself that the wire is the same wire. It doesn't matter what's under it. And he just kept walking.
What an excellent metaphor for the new and scary places of life. Everything that feels safe gets swept away. The urge to panic sets in.
And I wonder how life could be different if I could remember that the wire is the same wire.
Here's what's under my wire, always: the everlasting arms.