Have you ever seen the movie Toy Story? Two of the main characters are Woody, a 1950s style cowboy action figure, and Buzz Lightyear, a spanking new spaceman action figure who comes into the playroom as a birthday gift to Andy, the little boy to whom the toys belong. Buzz has wings, and Buzz believes he can fly " to infinity, and beyond!". Woody is the naysayer. "You're a toy! Toys can't fly." So what does Buzz do. He dives into the emptiness, and through a series of 'coincidences', flies to another part of the room. Woody, staid, steady Woody, says That's not flying. That's falling...with style.
Buzz and Woody are inside all of us. Woody is that old, comfortable self that keeps us safe, secure, warm. Woody makes sure we eat our breakfast, take our vitamins, get up for work, go to school. Woody gives us the framework of our lives so we know where we stand.
Buzz, though, Buzz looks out and sees the possibilities in front of us. He sees the adventure that lies all around. He knows that when we jump into empty space, we are still held, aided in our flight to our dreams. Buzz may enter our lives through a book, a blog post, a movie. He maycome as an inspiration as we lay in bed at night to sleep, or a feeling that comes out of nowhere as we watch a child in the street.
Buzz and Woody don't start out as the best of friends. Woody thinks Buzz is out there, believing unrealistic delusions and fantasies. Buzz thinks Woody is earthbound, unable to see reality. They squabble. They fight. But as time goes on they find they have to cooperate and work together. Once Buzz pops his head in your door, Woody finds that things can't go back to the way they used to be.
Late in the movie, with assistance from a toy rocket, Buzz actually does fly and takes Woody with him. Woody says "Buzz! You're flying!" Buzz replies "This isn't flying. This is falling with style!" Get Woody and Buzz working together, and you may fall, but you'll fall into the sky.