I've never dropped so many balls in my life as I have in the last year or so. They've been big and small things. Some things I've forgotten, others I've just done wrong.
My goal isn't to drop things. I'm learning that it's probably inevitable though. What I'm working on now is being kind to myself when it happens and even to laugh about it sometimes. Each ball I've dropped has been something to learn or a nudge that I shouldn't be trying to keep this ball in the air.
When we're juggling we have to keep going and going to keep everything in the air. What I like about when I ball drops is it forces you to stop. We look up at the world around us and take a breath before we begin again.