Discovering Who Pishon is

I've recently come to discover a new facet of one of my lesser examined spirits, Pishon. I'll admit, I've always regarded Atticus as my favorite, what with his many virtues and wise ways of being, and Israel has always brought me a level of peace in my day-to-day dealings, but Pishon, until now, I have regarded as a child, his most prominent trait being that of merest curiosity and undying simplicity in the debates the three of them would engage in. Pishon, however, has been responsible for a lot more it seems.

I have discovered that, if Atticus is Wisdom and Judgement, and Israel is Peace and Grace, Pishon is Courage and Strength.

I have tried the highly fancied "following one's bliss,"  a task I left up to the smallest of the spirits. And so Pishon led me to the springboard.

"But I'm afraid of heights!" I protested at first.

"But it's so cool!" Pishon giggled, disguising his lesson in the most brilliant of smiles.

And so, my racing heart beating off sheer crack-imitating adrenaline, we drove ourselves to the ten meter platform before we set foot on the one meter spring. 3.2 feet vs. 9.8 feet vs. 32.8 feet, and still he pulls me forward. Off each board until we hear the thunder of the metal against the fulcrum and we fall, shoot, splash into the water below like lightning after the sand. And then we strive to do it again, with more tumbles and faster spins, hungry for more air and louder claps of thunder and quieter splashes. Pishon is the wall breaker of my physical being, willing my body to learn how to sing without me ever opening my mouth.

And yet, he is tugging at me again. He's on a mission, and I'm afraid he won't stop until my fears are but shredded ribbons falling to the ground. Maybe he's got a dark side, but I don't mind much, because his sights are my sights, and maybe we should both be locked up... ;}