Letting go is not easy. Letting go for me, means change. And as the leaves change and the summer fades, the transition of the seasons remind me of the beauty of letting go of the things that no longer nourish.
There is wisdom in knowing when to let go of the former things and to move on, to make a new start, to start a new chapter in your life. It takes discernment to know when things are right for letting go. It takes your ability to dig deep into who you want to become and how badly you want it, to propel you to let go what no longer serves your best interest. Letting go and fear for me seem to be strange bedfellows.
When/if I am thinking of letting go in some way in my life – all of a sudden, fear creeps in, with all kinds of enticingly delicious reasons why I should not do it. When I was young-er, fear limited my life considerably. It bridled my desire for adventure.
As I grow older I am discovering (still not fully there yet, it is a process), that when I sense fear with respect to letting go and trying a new path, it is then that I know I am onto something that may very well be a good change for me. The status quo is comfortable. Letting go is epic discomfort. If it is right for you, let go and move on, despite the fears, or perhaps, because of them 🙂
Letting go changes you.
I could be a season I’d be autumn.
It makes letting go look so painless, and sublime.
As the fall season comes into view…
“…the trees are about to show us how lovely it is to let things go” -Anon
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