Children do this all the time (well, mine do!). But then children always believe they know where they’re going anyway, so I guess they have time to look at the view on the way.

How beautifully descriptive and clearly, an enlightening experience for Eddy.

On reading, an image popped into my mind too, one of a resolute figure finally departing a unwanted situation with every limb and piece of clothing being clung onto by someone wailing don’t go, him turning for a final time looking down upon these beings and gently and bravely shaking them off and returning to his chosen path…

Could this be a piece of art I have seen somewhere? Although it matters not.

… and by the way ☞ Eddy ☜ you personify safe hands!

I realise now that when I have previously been facilitated through the steps of these exercises I have made my movements back in time by walking backwards along the time line. Trusting my guide to keep me safe from actually colliding with furniture or other students. Perhaps my comfort in moving this way was because I was moving back through my own past in a kind of ‘rewind’ trance.

So what was different this weekend? Yesterday I was guided back along my time line facing the direction of the movement. That is, I ‘faced my past’.

I wonder if some of the baggage I carry has been comfortably invisible to me in until now, receiving little or no consideration, an extra layer of me to haul about.

I have to agree with Adam, moving forward whilst fixedly looking backward is by any consideration, the makings of an accident. Perhaps sometimes it pays to turn around and have a good look at what it is you’re dragging along with you, and if you choose to do so, I can recommend one of several pairs of safe hands in which you would be very safe.

I’m lighter today. Thank you.