Letting Go

The art of #lettinggo 

Truly an art because it is a form to master. We humans, do not simply let go of things, at least not all things. 

Things like garbage and waste, sure we’ve recognized how that doesn’t serve us. But other things…clothes that still hold value to us… beliefs that kept us feeling safe…relationships that once gave us love. 

No,  it’s not easy to let go of those things. 

Should you donate them? What if I gain/lose weight and fit into them again? What if bell bottoms come back in style? These questions probe to test their value. 

But the main question to ask is does this serve me? Holding onto this item/belief/habit, Does it serve the person I want to be? 

Sure the bell bottoms look cute now but holding a space for them to maybe one day magically come back around…are you even going to remember to pull them out or will you want to get something new anyway?

Let it go 🍂

Letting go is also healing. Letting go of requirements and expectations. Letting go of letting things bother us or weigh us down. Letting go of wanting to control. Letting go of what it’s.

Letting go of it all! Let go and allow. 

Personally, my problem is allowing while not exerting my personality, preferences and force onto others. 

>> see, I see myself. I say “problem” insinuating there is something wrong with me (that’s my past programming) and my challenge to overcome. My greatest lesson to learn in the path to enlightenment. 

If life is always giving us lessons, how can we not exert our will upon others and especially our children? What is the lesson? We need to express our displeasure. Our desires. Isn’t that asking them for help? And yet we don’t want to impose our expectations too much. 

For example, I walk around my house and see my daughter has thrown her socks after she removed her shoes. One sock is near the shoe, the other is 15 ft away near a stack of papers my son left out from his latest art project. My instinct thought is, “if my children just cleaned up after their own messes my life would be more joyful.” In the next thought, “I haven’t taught them properly how to do it” (que feelings of failure). Which triggers me to bring in forgiveness for not doing it and grace because I was doing the best I could during those super young times in their lives when these patterns are formed. 

I reminding myself that we can only move forward. 

Deep breath. 

Repeat as many times as needed. 

Letting go and think, Kids are just being kids, living in the moment. Holding onto anger when kids are just being kids has been one of the biggest challenges I’ve recently overcome cuz I’m faced with it like EVERY SINGLE DAY. And I admit, some days the leaves fall off the branches quicker than others, somedays I’m great, others not so much (mostly dependent on my nights sleep quality and stress state). I’ve learned about myself that, I hold expectations of personal responsibility tight. My expectations are what triggers my upset-ness. It’s not that they don’t love me (I am loved) or I didn’t teach them well enough (I am enough) or that they aren’t listening to me (I am worthy). They are only kids, baby humans and #kidswillbekids That’s it.  Let it go.

“I am letting go of anything that no longer serves my greatest good.”

Holding only keeps my self in misery thinking that they will/should do xyz without being reminding 100xs. I’m the one holding that pain.

Me. 

I don’t like how it feels anymore.  It doesn’t serve the person I want to be. The person who has unconditional loving compassion for myself and my family.

Time to let it go 🍂