She Let Go

I think I live on the slow road to discovery. Or at least I travel that road slowly.

It was one such discovery that helped trigger the changing of the blog.
It is the discovery of "letting go".

This past year I did just that.

I let go...

I don't remember what day, or even the season really, but I do remember the actual release.

It was like someone had been strenuously trying to push me from the perfectly good airplane of my life, without a parachute, for a very long time, and I had been hanging on for dear life.

I felt like to "let go" would not be a good thing at all.

Then one day I it just happened... I just let go.

And you know, instead of experiencing the terrifying plummet I had been so afraid would occur, I instead felt the unseen breeze blow through me, and felt the small smile spread over my face.

Letting go gifted me such a feeling of peace, of freedom I had never yet experienced to that point in my life...

I did not let go and step into nothingness, nor an empty abyss, in letting go, I stepped firmly and deliberately into trusting that the Lord has a plan for me and I am done interfering with that plan.

Some time after I let go I ran across this poem that was able to put into words better than I could have, of what I experienced that remarkably nondescript, unusual, usual, day...

She Let Go

by Ernest Holmes

She let go.

Without a thought or a word, she let go.

She let go of fear. She let go of judgments. She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head.

She let go of the committee of indecision within her. She let go of all the ‘right’ reasons.

Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just let go.

She didn’t ask anyone for advice. She didn’t read a book on how to let go.

She didn’t search the scriptures.

She just let go.

She let go of all the memories that held her back. She let go of all of the anxiety that kept her from moving forward.

She let go of the planning and all of the calculations about how to do it just right. She didn’t promise to let go. She didn’t journal about it.

She didn’t write the projected date in her Day-Timer. She made no public announcement and put no ad in the paper. She didn’t check the weather report or read her daily horoscope.

She just let go.

She didn’t analyze whether she should let go. She didn’t call her friends to discuss the matter. She didn’t utter one word.

She just let go.

No one was around when it happened. There was no applause or congratulations. No one thanked her or praised her. No one noticed a thing.

Like a leaf falling from a tree, she just let go.

There was no effort. There was no struggle. It wasn’t good. It wasn’t bad.

It was what it was, and it is just that.

In the space of letting go, she let it all be. A small smile came over her face. A light breeze blew through her.

And the sun and the moon shone forevermore.

A long lot of years ago I was given the following and I thought I understood it, but I didn't know the actual HOW part of it, then one day... I did.

Letting Go

To "let go" does not mean to stop caring, it means I can't do it for someone else.

To "let go" is not to cut myself off, it's the realization I can't control another.

To "let go" is not to enable, but to allow learning from natural consequences.

To "let go" is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands.

To "let go" is not to try to change or blame another, it's to make the most of myself.

To "let go" is not to care for, but to care about.

To "let go" is not to fix, but to be supportive.

To "let go" is not to judge, but to allow another to be a human being.

To "let go" is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes, but all others to affect their own destinies.

To "let go" is not to be protective, it's to permit another to face reality.

To "let go" is not to deny, but to accept.

To "let go" is not to nag, scold or argue, but instead to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.

To "let go" is not to adjust everything to my desires but to take each day ad it comes, and cherish myself in it.

To "let go" is not to regret the past, but to grow and live for the future.

To "let go" is to fear less and love more.

~Author Unknown

You know... since letting go.

I find it is so much easier to trust God, trust myself and do the dishes.

But first, I think I'll close my eyes and feel the breeze blow through me and welcome the small knowing smile's return.

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