I’m thinking of it as a bit of a microcosm that my son (3 and 1/2) fell off his bike because of the training wheels, as opposed to not having them. The fall was particularly hard because he was going somewhat slowly at the time.
I told him that we’re just gonna go out and learn to ride the bike. I mean the training wheels give him a sense of what riding is, not actual riding, you know?
It makes me wonder how much we limit ourselves in aspects of our lives when we have “safeguards” that allow us to do things — but prevent us from, say, getting hurt or getting in too deep — and in the end, we don’t actually experience the thing in its true nature.