I adore my niece. Children somehow have the ability to sense your deepest fears and your deepest anxieties. Ever since I first held her in my arms, I knew that she knew. And she always did. Mind you, she is yet to be 2, but she always knows in that little head of hers. Even if I keep a straight face, she will look at me deep in my eyes and reach out to wipe a tear only she sees. Its quite magical sometimes what children know. Thanks to modern technology, I get to see videos of her growing up even though I cannot be physically present.
Children are inspiring and can teach us alot. They have no inhibitions about what they look like when they try hard; they lay it all on the line without fear. They dont really know their limits so they have no awareness or anxiety about approaching them. If they know someone believes they can do it, they are certain they can. Watching them work together towards a common goal reminds me of everything that is pure and good and redemptive about humankind.
Some food for thought: When was the last time you gave something special your "all"? When did you pull so hard for a dream that you got red-faced and your hands hurt from your simple adamant refusal to let go? When did your effort simultaneously exhaust and invigorate you? For what (or whom) are you willing to dig your heels, get rope burns on your palms and slide across dirt on your behind? When was the last time you pursued something with the optimistic abandon of a child?
Ran and climbed stairs with my weighted backpack again. It sounds ridiculous when I see it written down: 10km, followed by 420 stair repeats. Took me 2 and a half hours. Plan to do another 150 repeats with my pack in the middle of the day.
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