Catching a ball

Have you ever been amazed by you ability to catch a ball. I am a bit of klutz so it always surprises me.

If you think about it for a second, it’s a pretty amazing thing. So many calculations and assessments must be taking place in your brain on a second by second basis, none of which you really have the time to really perceive or even be aware of.

Step this up a level and see it in the context of a cricketer or a baseball player or a footballer. How completely amazing some of the catches they make are. And again, there is no time for then to really think about it. It just happens.

We as humans are amazing in our ability to do things by simply allowing our instincts, perceptions and reflexes to interact and bring us the desired outcome.

So it is, I suspect, with love. When I met James there was no question or reserve. it simply happened driven by things unseen and unacknowledged, things that function at those gut levels. I tried to be sensible about it for a while but there was a deeper driving force that just swept away any attempt to stop it. It was like we both just put our hands out and plucked love from the air, caught it as it flew by. It was simply amazing.

Then as amazingly as it came, my ability to catch that ball seemed to just vanish, leaving me wondering what next.