I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Friday, February 12, 2016
Holding on, letting go
“There are times in life when people must know when not to
let go. Balloons are designed to teach small children this.”
― Terry Pratchett
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there are times not to let go
times to hang one with all one’s might
hang on my friends
to hope
to compassion
to generosity
to love
but there are also times to let go
I have been having to let go of a lot lately
I have had to let go of being young
(one look in the mirror suffices)
Let go of the myth that I can work as long and hard as I
used to
Let go of the idea that I am the young mind with the bright
ideas
Let go of my need to be in charge
Or the center of attention
Let go of the idea that one can “go home” and still be as
close to
old high school friends (who are now so different from you)
the way you were
one has to let go of the idea of happy endings
while holding on to the idea that many endings may well be happier than you
think they will be
I am not a pessimist
I think what I have discovered is that in order to hang on
to the things that count
I have to let go of many things
That really
Don’t
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