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We have probably talking or thought about this many times. As people get older and injuries limit movement. What’s one move or combo… you would choose to have but NEVER lose?

Picture a clock. You’re facing 12 o’clock — forward. But instead of moving where your eyes are looking…you launch yourself toward 7 o’clock — behind you…blind. No Glancing, No looking… Just trust in your body. Hands catch. Legs wind. Momentum takes over. Direction becomes instinct. Like a smooth crash…an intentional fall. Controlled. Fluid. A fall with style. This reminds me of Ken Swift … how he understood movement in directions…like a compass…like a clock. Exploring unfamiliar directions. The Body Falling… Beautifully. Question: When did you first start trusting yourself enough to throw your body into the unknown? What did it teach you?

Send a message. Speak life into someone. Encourage them. Remind them they matter. You never know who was one word away from giving up. Be that word.

Here's an interesting thought... How far back would you go? Where would you go? Who would you challenge?