

Letting go is hard.
After all, the thing that you are holding is valuable. It
has meaning. It represents something that is of deep importance. If you have
held it long enough, it has become a part of you, part of who you understand
yourself to be. If you let it go you feel as if you are letting part of
yourself go and you hardly have enough self as it is so you don’t
want to just let go of the familiar parts!
You used to just hold it your hand, but then you kept bringing it
up to your eyes to look at it – to examine and enjoy it. Pretty soon you
realize that you may as well just keep it in front of your eyes and since that
moment the world has never looked the same. It has colored the way you see life.
It has changed the light patterns and the shadows and over time you have grown
comfortable with how it makes things look.
In fact, most of the time you do not even feel it. Your muscles have grown and stretched to accommodate it and
now it is just the way you are.
It’s just the way life is.
It’s just the way things are going to be. It happens and so be it.
What you may not realize is how it has grown. Well why
wouldn’t it? After all, you have been
feeding it. You have been nursing it with worry and energy and hope and
expectation of course it has grown larger! Of course it has developed a family
of it’s own and set up a home with an office and several bedrooms and a two car
garage - it's only natural.
What you are yet to see is how the thing that you are
holding is in fact holding you. It
has occupied a piece of you that can never grow unless fresh light and clean air
are allowed in. It has captured a section of your heart that you’ve always assumed
was just a section of your personality. Instead of providing light it has actually
stolen your vision and left you seeing only a slice of what is available. You
are now left with a blind spot - a place just behind your awareness that makes
you act and feel in ways that you don’t understand.
What you are yet to see is the price you are paying for
clinging to it. The love that has long been constricted. The hope that has remained in the dark.
The freedom that sits unrealized. The joy that awaits.
Letting go is hard.
You need help.
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