Yesterday I walked under the Narrows Bridge for the first time. I stood on the beach looking up at the two massive metal stuctures and I very much felt my true and actual size.
I am small.
I pretend not to be. I try to make myself big. I raise my voice loud to be heard; to seem big and in charge and in control. I talk too much and too loud. I wear clothes to be noticed. I'm big and important in my mind... because I'm the only one there.
I realized I usually experience the bridge from a different perspective; up above. I drive across it, almost daily, in my very large Suburban. I look down on the world below and I feel big and untouchable. But when I give up the big car and change my perspective and get into the low position I see how very small I am. Towering cliffs and heavy trees and deep waters and giant bridges surround me. And I am nothing and nothing makes me big and it feels right.