She let go
Friday, September 23, 2011
I came across this poem and thought it was appropriate to share. What are you going to let go of today?
SHE LET GO by Ernest Holmes
She let go. Without a thought or a word, she let go.
She let go of the fear. She let go of the 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 Ďrightí reasons. Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just let go.
She didnít ask anyone for advice. She didnít read a book on how to let go. She didnít search the scriptures. She just let go. She let go of all of 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 didnít promise to let go. She didnít journal about it. She didnít write the projected date in her Day-Timer. She made no public announcement and put no ad in the paper. She didnít check the weather report or read her daily horoscope. She just let go.
She didnít analyze whether she should let go. She didnít call her friends to discuss the matter. She didnít do a five-step Spiritual Mind Treatment. She didnít call the prayer line. She didnít 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 wasnít good and it wasnít 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.