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- Worb, Switzerland in Fall
- The Volto Santo
- Tuscany, Italy
- The Prayer of Music
- Cologne Cathedral
- Pope Francis, Family, and Joy
- Exaltation of the Cross
- The Crumbs of Holiness
- Brienzer Rothorn
- Paris
- Prayer
- School, Dependence, and Paradox
- Pride
- Reflecting Light
- Loving Plan
- The Emmental
- Paris, Death, and Uncertainty
- Mt. Pilatus
- The Corner of Church and Gay
- Good Parenting
- To Change or Not To Change
- One Year Later
- Blausee, Switzerland
- Time is Love
- Bern, Switzerland
- Mürren, Switzerland
- Happy Thursday
- Die Hausmann (The Houseman)
- The Call of a Father
- Kandersteg, Switzerland
- Hope and Home
- Human, A Christmas Carol
- The Mountains and the Divine
- Christmas Market
- A Stare
- Penetrating Light
- Venice, Italy
- The Passion and the WC
- The Mountain
- Resurrection
- Market Day in Bern, Switzerland
- Happy Easter
- Good Friday
- Maundy Thursday
- Holy Week Reflection
- The Great Adventure
- A Man and His Crocs
- “Say You, Say Me”
- Kids, a Ball, and Nature
- Thun, Switzerland
- Invitation
- Sports and Passion
- Sunrise-Worb, Switzerland
- Seeing the Beautiful
- Our First Month
- Summer at Seven
- I Believe
- Radiant Presence
- Family
- U.S.A. vs. Germany
- Our Swiss Weekend
- The Paradox of the Road
- The Adventure Continues…
- Happy Father’s Day?
- Celebrating Earth Day
- Interlaken, Switzerland
- My Search for Communion
- The Universal Language of Sports
- An Experienced Faith
- Worb, Switzerland
- Lake Lugano, Switzerland
- To Bless the Space Between
- Language of Love
- The Bridge
- Confessions of a Sports Parent: Sports Wounds
- A Plea for Truth
- Modern-Day School Day
- 43
- A Moment in Time
- A Hidden Truth
- Now More Than Ever, We Need the Wisdom of Sports
- A Fire of Hope
- Gift of Silence
- Moments in Time: Worb, Switzerland
- The Greatest Illusion
- A Stomping Joy
- Listening to Time
- A Beautiful Closure
- Perfectly Average
- Baseball, Friendship, and Bathroom Prophecy
- Age of Wisdom
- Eyes Without a Face
- “Shining Like The Sun”
- Happy New Year…Cheers to Cranberry Juice and Coffee
- Some Random Thoughts at 44
- Confessions of a Sports Parent: Sports Balance
- 45 and the Mid-Life Brisk Walk
- A Scandalous Christmas
- Fire
- Moments in Time: London (The Tube)
- Present
- Two Choices
- Moments in Time: Helena, MT
- Coming Out of Hibernation
- The Whispers of Nature
- Facebook, Beauty, and Good Friday
- Moments in Time: Dingle, Ireland
- Let’s Dance
- Moments in Time: Glen Coe, Scotland (Highlands)
- Hard To Be Human
- Mystery and Mirrors
- The Castle on the Hill
- Stockhorn
- The Story of Paris
- Solothurn, Switzerland
- Tissot Peak Walk, Glacier 3000
- Man vs. Nature
- The Swiss Alps from Another Time
- Not Just Another Day
- The Image
- Buildings
- Domodossola, Italy
- The Gray
- Feeling the Falls
- Love Is
- Opposites
- Sunrise Over Lake Maggiore, Italy
- Weather, Writing, and Truth
- A “Religious” Walk Home
- A Quick Day Trip to Luzern, Switzerland
- Year Two
- Change
- Cold as Stone (3 Years Later)
- Yes, I Am In Your Business
- “Uniquely Me”
- The Human Balance
- Beyond Croatia’s Beauty
- Back to Reality
- A Friend to Man
- Merry Christmas
- Finding Freedom
- High School Sports Hall of Fame
- Bonnie Scotland
- Turning the Big 4-0
- Nice, France
- Wrestling with Time
- Rounding Second Base
- A New Hang Out
- Welcome to a Journey…
There is something innate about the human person that when we find ourselves face to face with nature we believe we can conquer it. We believe we can win. Maybe it is ego. Maybe it is just human nature or more a “guy” thing. Or maybe it is the result of the first fall.
Never the less, time and time again when we confront nature in its purest form we soon realize that we can never conquer that which is unmovable. Unconquerable. That which is undefeated.
This is where I have found grace time and time again.
And it is also why I continue to confront it.
The humility that comes from challenging something that can’t be conquered unveils in it of itself the desire to compete in the first place. And personally this is an important question to ask especially for an ex-athlete that thrives on competing, conquering, and winning.
For me, and I would guess for most ex-athletes, former teammates, and those whom I watch on TV today, you want to trigger that “competitive” nature in us, just tell them (us) you can’t. Just tell us that you don’t think we can win. Just taunt us with what we think our worth is. Because rejection (losing) is our greatest fear. A fear that is so deep that it quickly transforms itself into anger and aggression.
For the athletes that are currently playing on the field today, they can project this fear on every single opponent that wears a different jersey. As a result, we hear things about the “drive” or the “edge” that many coaches use to describe the mentality of an athlete that wants to not only win but humiliate and rip the heart out of the opponent. For many, this is simply a projection of their fear and thus anger. It is about survival.
But for those who don’t play between the lines any longer, these triggers don’t just dissipate with our last game. They show there heads in everyday life with nowhere to go. No opponents to scapegoat. No other teams to use for our therapy.
This is where confronting nature especially here in Switzerland has been so therapeutic. It offers me a place to go when I feel that great fear within me getting triggered. As I result, I turn my eyes to nature to compete when I feel rejected, used, or manipulated. Knowing I will lose. And losing helps me deal with what is.
My fear.
4 Comments
Julie
Brett, Was wondering if (for you) part of the fear of being an “ex-athlete” is not having that specific title anymore?
Brett Illig
Yes, at one time that was absolutely the case. But now a days it is less about the title and more about what is underneath the need for the title. The fear, which knows no certain title or profession.
Julie
The reason I asked is because I could relate to a lot of what you wrote, but can’t really put my finger on what exactly it is I’m relating to. Maybe it is fear and not knowing what is causing the fear.
Just read a blog today from someone who graduated about 3-4 years before me in high school. She talked about running through the grounds of our high school, and as she described each building, sports field, and walking path I could physically feel the fear creep up. It was like I didn’t recognize myself anymore, or maybe I can’t recognize who I used to be.
Brett Illig
Pretty good insight there Julie. Recognizing or maybe not recognizing ourselves maybe is a never ending process to actually finding who we really are.