“Shhhhhh……everyone remain quiet.”
The early morning breeze was gently rustling the canopy of oak trees, and the birds could be heard chattering from every direction. Droplets of dew were still resting on the blades of grass, and the newness of the morning held great promise. Today was the perfect morning to prepare the group for letting go. What awaited them would be profound, and I was excited to lead them on this journey.
Getting everyone circled up always seems to be the most difficult part of a teambuilding day, and this moment was no different. Shoulder to shoulder they formed a tight circle, and one brave, vulnerable young lady stepped into the middle of the gathering. The time to move deeper into letting go would begin with “Wind in the Willows.”
Committing to closing her eyes throughout the entire process was crucial to the experience. Tentatively, she followed my instructions, crossed her arms over her chest, tightened her body so as to be as straight as a board and took a deep, cleansing breath.
I could see her fighting inwardly with her mind as it screamed loudly that she would not be safe…..she would be hurt…..she could not trust. Quickly her emotions locked arms with her mind, and a tear rolled down her cheek, revealing the internal wrestling brought on by fear.
In the silence, I softly whispered words of encouragement, the same words I whisper so often to my own fearful heart.
She shook her head, “I can’t do it. I’m scared.”
I reassured her that it was OK to be scared. “Focus on letting go. Choose not to listen to the lie your mind is telling you.” Gently, I touched her shoulder and reminded her that she was safe.
Again, she took a deep, cleansing breath, this time with greater determination.
“Now, exhale, and let yourself fall backward.”
The releasing came in one swift movement, like a diver leaping from a cliff. Exhaling and falling into the arms of her teammates, she absorbed the peace of the moment, completely surrounded and supported. Gently, she was passed from one set of hands to the next around the circle, all while she remained quiet and yielded.
Still in complete silence and supporting every part of her body, the team tenderly took her to a lying, airlifted position as they removed her footing. She was blanketed in safety as they cradled her and rocked her back and forth in the cool morning breeze, creating for her a feeling of total weightlessness, as if she were floating atop a fluffy cloud.
When I urged her to open her eyes, it was as if I had disturbed her from a daydream. The look of surprise at realizing her teammates had rested her on the ground with such delicate precision was priceless. She had truly absorbed the experience of releasing and letting go, and the gift her heart received was going to be long lasting.
For a few brief moments, she had allowed herself to really connect with choosing to release fear. In the releasing, she welcomed her spirit to soak in the freedom of safety and security. In the soaking, she gained strength, confidence and a new perspective.
Tomorrow would be a much braver day.