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The Fall Is Your Strength




Be brave.

Brave enough to feel the weight of the ground when you slip.

Brave enough to sit in the mess of it without rushing to escape.

Brave enough to ignore the noise and the shame that comes with the fall.


Because the world has a way of making us believe that falling means failing.

That stumbling means we are not enough.

That being wrong means we are unworthy.

But none of that is true.


We cannot always control what life throws at us.

Especially when it involves people, their decisions, their intentions, their unpredictable paths.

Sometimes we make choices that lead us down the wrong road.

Sometimes we trust others, and their missteps pull us off course.


It happens.

And it will happen again.


But when you fall and rise again, you rise with more than just your strength you rise with wisdom.

You rise with insight.

You rise with the quiet confidence of someone who has been there and is not afraid to go there again.


That fall becomes your greatest teacher.

Not because you escaped it, but because you allowed yourself to feel it, to sit with it,

to ask it what it came to teach you.


The fall becomes your strength only if you let it.

Only if you learn from it.

Only if you stop hiding from it.

Only if you honor the version of you who was brave enough to try and even braver to try again.


And when the next stumble comes, as it always does, you’ll know what to do.

You’ll know how to breathe through it.

You’ll know not to panic.

You’ll trust the fall, because you’ve learned how to rise.


Eventually, you’ll begin to move with so much awareness, so much grounding,

that even when life tries to knock you down, you’ll bend, not break.

You’ll see the signs before the slip.

You’ll walk in wisdom that was only born from the fall.


So let yourself fall.

Not because you want to, but because you’re no longer afraid of it.


Let the world say what it will.

Let shame try to find you, but never let it name you.


You are not the fall.

You are the one who rises.


Love Umi

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