Yesterday I saw the mound of snow that was in front of the mailbox where I fell out of the jeep. A snow mound that created a small hill. Now, I see why my jeep rolled away so easily once my foot left the break.
I also realized the significance of me letting go or surrendering to the rolling jeep...to my fall. In releasing my foot and escaping completely the jeep...after my leaning so far, removed said foot off the break.
If I had tried to stop the jeep, my legs may have gotten run over....instead I rolled the opposite way; toward the mailboxes and didn't try to save the jeep. Nor was I quick to try and get up...instead I rolled in the snow. Which is why I was so completely covered in it.
This is a lesson on trying NOT to interrupt an accident while it is happening or struggle against it. Letting the jeep roll and me rolling, we rolled with it in acceptance. Both going with the flow.
Completing what I started with the fall. And not trying to "Not look like I fell" while I had.
It is like following the truth of what is...while it is.
The gentleman that was at the next box waiting is something else. I marvel still at his pose of standing and waiting. He did not budge from his pose. He waited...unmoving.
He had to see the whole scene, the fall and rolls and the get up and brush off, walk to the jeep, the back up and deliver again... Well actually, what is so cool, is that I had delivered the mail, and then fell.
He too didn't intervene in anyway. He simply waits for his mail; routine uninterrupted.
Did he know that all would be okay?
Nothing to get shook about.
Watching karma bumping into me...
He was fine.
He was standing.
Waiting.
Not his turn to fall.
Or roll in the snow.
I am just not sure I would not have moved.
I am thinking, I would have been racing towards the rolling jeep.
Getting in the way.
He just watched reality roll...and asked when I was back in the drivers seat, "Are you okay?"
I didn't even have the where with all, to ask, why he didn't move.
Just answered. "Yes."
The juxtaposition between the two mailboxes, with me and so much rolling and falling, brushing, and walking, etc...and him standing unmoving is quite remarkable.
It wasn't his time to fall.
(it was mine)
