Holding on is a basic natural instinct; it’s protective. Letting go is like smiling verses frowning; it takes less muscles but it’s a lot harder to do.
Letting go is foreign to many of us. We were designed to build, to grow, to collect, to hold on to. The idea of letting go of what we’ve worked so hard for is at times absurd.
Letting go requires trust, vulnerability, courage. When we feel ourselves falling, it’s instinct to grab ahold of the closest thing to us to prevent us from falling. What are we afraid of? Getting hurt of course.
We are also afraid of change. We don’t like things the way they are, but at least when we get up in the morning we know they will be there.
The next time you ask for something to be taken out of your life, don’t hold on to it when it starts to leave.
When you sense that you have finally worked yourself out of that job you hate, don’t find something else to pitch to your boss that you could solve or make better; let the job come to an end.
When you know the relationship is truly over, let him or her walk away…fading into the sunset. Don’t keep inviting back into your life what you so desperately desire to be rid of.
Most importantly, don’t keep holding on to the old you when the new you begins to show up.
The new you is bold and bodacious. The old you is reserve and bashful. The new you is confident, the old you is uncertain. The new you believes, the old you doubts.
The only way to be free is to keep letting go until you are no longer holding on to anything. Free from everything and everyone. No longer pulled, enticed, prompted, or prodded to act a certain way. No weight or pressure to conform.
It’s not that you don’t have relationships…you do.
It’s not that you don’t have a job…you do.
It’s not that you don’t have any responsibilities…you do.
It’s that these “things” no longer have you.
Free at last, free at last. Thank God I’m free at last.
Freedom, oddly enough, is a fearfully peaceful place to be.