One of the staff below saw my trepidation and was kind and aware enough to help encourage me while not enabling my dependence on him. He saw my capabilities clearly beyond what I saw. I grew to understand pretty quickly that the course was as much about my mind, and what I thought I could do, as it was about getting my body to actually do it.
I just kept chugging along on the course and was grateful for all the basic goodness surrounding me like the family in front of me, a dad with his three children who gave me reassurance through his kindness. I came to one of the final elements, and I took a breath, raised my windhorse, and began to cross but on the first step off I knew that my balance wasn’t there and I was in trouble. The gentleman behind me instinctively reached out to bring me back to the wooden landing and I called out to me helper below, “How do I cross over this one?” He said walk sideways on the cable tightrope all the way across. I stepped off again holding onto the cable and shakily held the other cable for my hands and moved across the open space again methodically and deliberately breathing and concentrating on each and every step.