Letting Go

Letting Go

 I think this is one that most of us have some difficulty in doing. Letting go is so beautiful and cathartic when allowed. And it is a practice. It feels akin to a child who has outgrown some behavior that can drive you totally nuts, and then it stops just like that. It's peaceful and easy. Then, bam! Another new behavior shows up that you learn to navigate and accept, but maybe it's not like that at all. Maybe, it's more like ebb and flow, and in our structured and have-to-control-every-situation mentality, we are completely unaware of this as normal. We feel out of sorts when steered or flowing towards something that isn't desired, and that is perfectly normal and okay. But in our fighting against, in our declarations of "this should not be", we make it so hard, and difficult, and unbearable in our pushing against something less than wanted. I do it more than I'd like. A lot of the world, it seems does the same. We can be an anxious, depressed collectivity. It certainly does not have to remain that way. That's where letting go comes in and shifts scenarios that seemed insane to a gentleness that is melodic and profound. We become the gentle current of lakes and streams, and depending on how much we are releasing and allowing, we may be an eight-foot wave or Niagara Falls, but it is all letting go and allowing. Not letting go causes illnesses. Not letting go is negative stress built up. Energy has to transform some how. Holding on and the need to control it all is what causes the yuckies (that's a technical term, by the way).

I am in perpetual mindfulness mode. I can feel the difference when I'm not, and when I'm not, I'm trying to manipulate outcomes, so I can feel in total control. I know there is no such thing as total control, but when I'm hanging on for dear life, try telling that to my ego. Egos don't give a flying-you-know-what about just being. Egos are trying to prove their worth through action, worry, and comparison—oh, and that pesky self-flagellation that comes from it all. It's pretty exhausting, right?

So let it go. We hear it (especially if you have little girls who like princess movies), and we know it, but sometimes we need reminders, and a lot of deep breaths, and a lot of crying, and a lot of meditation, and a lot of laughing, and a lot of singing, and a lot of dancing, and a lot of running, and a lot of nature, and a lot of hugging, and a lot of writing, especially a lot of writing. Let it go and just be the beautiful ball of love you already are.