Holding on to Letting Go…

I’ve written a million posts about letting go, I know it’s good for the soul. I promote the harshest removal of everything and anything in life that doesn’t make you happy. It’s a process I’ve been working on personally as well. For me its been a process of destruction and transformation. I’ve had to destroy the things I didn’t want, destroy the person I didn’t want to be in order to end up with the person I am. It’s hard. It’s really hard, I’m not going to lie, I’m not going to sit in this lazy couch and tell you it’s easy. There came a point where I was actively working on letting go of things and I thought I had come a long way, so long that i began to settle for where i was and who I was. I began to start a process of acceptance. It was all roses and cozy until very recently.

I was confronted with my neglect. I had neglected to continue my process of removing the garbage from within. They were still things there and even though I had piled a bunch of goodness on top, there was still crap at the bottom. Sigh.

It’s like climbing a mountain and finding a shortcut that in the end isn’t really a shortcut because it’s full of difficulties, then you get on the other side and you realize you’re not where you’re supposed to be so you have to go back to where you came from and STILL climb the mountain on top of that.. Double Sigh.

But that’s life, no? It’s all about the struggle I’ve learned. It’s what makes us or breaks us. We’ve all heard the Butterfly story I’m sure. We each have our cocoon or mountain or hurricane or storm to go through.

storm

In class today (Life has granted me the amazing opportunity to attend a awesome Spiritual University… but that deserves its own post so we’re going to put a temporary pin on it), we did an exercise of writing what we want to let go of on paper and in the end we would literally set it on fire!

letting go...

I can’t explain the feeling of watching it burn. You might think rituals are ridiculous but this one was healing. As I saw that paper filled with all the things that still haunt me, I felt my inner fire burning. I was letting go again. I was purifying, cleansing myself. I felt lighter. I am now committed to letting go, it’s a constant process because we are always accumulating things. I advise you to do the exercise if you can, if you can’t then just write them down, take the power out of them. Let Go!

To conclude, I’ve written a poem that pretty much sums up the whole experience for me. I’m glad to share it with you in the hopes it might inspire you:

Today I was given a lifetime opportunity.

I was asked to let go

Of all the things I don’t want,

I don’t need.

To write them on paper at least.

To throw them in the crucible

To burn them…

From within.

It’s hard to come to terms

With the things you hold on to

That no longer serve you.

Where to start?

My fears,

My doubts,

My insecurities.

My constant need for acceptance and approval,

Associating my worth to my body,

Feeling like I don’t fit the standard definition of “pretty”,

My mistakes, my flaws, my faults

My guilt,

My expectations.

“Let them go” a little voice whispered to me.

Let them go and live from your soul.

Allow yourself to be.

That beautiful, wonderful being that you are

That perfection in you

Because that’s what you are.

You are perfect.

You’re the reason

the definition of the word perfect even exists,

because there is nothing perfect in this world

yet we know what it is.

Listen to your heart.

Let it go…

Everything you think you are,

Everything you think you know,

And just breathe.

Just be.

Because in that being,

Dwells a divine masterpiece.

Have an awesome day 🙂

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Nirvana is a Second Long

the curious feeling
swam through him
that everything
was
beautiful
there,
that it would always
stay beautiful
there.

Sound familiar?

Paulo Coehlo also makes reference to this feeling. He calls it the Magic Moment.

When was the last time you looked around and felt as if everything around you, including yourself, was pure magic?

But if people really pay attention in their everyday lives, they will discover that magic moment.
It may arrive in the instant when we are doing something mundane, like putting our front-door key in the lock; it may lie hidden in the quiet that follows the lunch hour or in the thousand and one things that all seems the same to us.
But that moment exists – a moment when all the power of the stars becomes a part of us and enables us to perform miracles.

We are surrounded by it. It surrounds us. We are a part of it. It is a part of us. Each second, each breathe, each thought is a vivid life force. We shouldn’t waste a single one.

Look around you. Really look. See it yet? Rub your eyes and look again. There is someone in front of you breathing in oxygen and releasing carbon dioxide, isn’t that amazing? The temperature of the Sun is more than 5000 degrees Celsius yet we’re all still alive. Isn’t that something? You just turned on the radio and your favorite song started to play, cool right? Your new neighbor said hello to you today. Your newborn just learned how to walk. You finally found your wife’s secret hiding place for your keys. You didn’t wake up with bedhead today. You were 10 feet away from the heater but you felt its warmth. You found a pair of matching socks. Drivers were overly kind with you during your jaywalking incident. There was no line at the supermarket. The cashier smiled at you and you felt it was sincere. Someone finished your sentence. There is a flower growing in a desert somewhere out there. Someone is getting married right now. It rained today and you noticed how the raindrops hit the leaves. You noticed. You really noticed. You took it in and let it swim in there. You became aware.

You were here. You are here. Here you are still. This is your present, this is your moment, this second of this day can be as beautiful as you want to make it out to be. Trust me. So if you could choose to, wouldn’t you want to make it awesome?

einstein

he heard the other
passengers
speaking
of other things,
or they were
reading
or
attempting to
sleep.
they had not
noticed
the
magic.

It doesn’t matter if someone else notices it. If someone sees what you see, they’re living their own reality. They have their own magic moment. The most you can do is share yours but what is yours is yours alone and that’s the gracefulness of it I think. You can be that light in someone’s heart. You can be a fire in the dark.

Please share some of your magic moments with me 🙂