My son had the ability to ride his bike without stabilisers, but all he was lacking was the confidence. He needed to get over the fear of failure and the fear of falling off.
So I unbolted the training wheels and helped my son on to his bike. And then we just practiced falling off, falling over, and generally pratting around. We broke down the fear barrier by ridiculing it.
Funerals are never easy. I’m sure many mourners find themselves lamenting that missed opportunity to say ‘goodbye’ properly. I’ve never had that chance to share that opportunity with any of those I’ve lost. A final farewell as the coffin is committed is the closest I’ve ever come. And that’s the moment when it becomes real; the moment you fully, truly realise you’ll never see that person again.
I remember being in a maths lesson one day when I was about 10. We had been asked to rate the probability of certain things happening on a scale of one to 10…
I had a poignant moment this evening with my son. There was an element of sadness in that moment, but also beauty and it was something that will stay with me for the rest of my life.
Over the course of the past 10 years I’ve dabbled with the philosophy of Buddhism — without much success I hasten to add. I began my adventure with ludicrously high expectations. Nirvana was only a few small steps away, or so I thought at the time…
It’s okay to be afraid. The turning point in my life came when I realised that I couldn’t escape fear. It’s hard-coded into each and every one of us. It serves a powerful evolutionary purpose, so rather than trying to deny it I realised the only way forward was to embrace it and accept it for what it was.