These days there is a lot of talk about 'letting go' but what about 'letting in?' I am uniquely qualified to speak about detachment as my losses in recent years have been staggering. When I say that you will be okay no matter who or what you lose, I mean it. My message has depth and weight.
What happens after you let go? There is this palpable 'vacancy' floating through your mental, spiritual, emotional and sometimes physical world. The weightlessness can feel like a relief similar to a deep sigh or a good cry.
Then comes the unbearable lightness of being.
The emptiness that follows 'letting go' can become addictive if you allow it. I know all too well how having nothing and no one can switch from liberation to bondage in the blink of an eye. At some point you have to let something in. You did not lose everything in order to walk through the world starving. Emotional or financial anorexia can give you such low lows that you actually feel high.
Let in the good air, the sun, the smiles of strangers, the new friends, the story you did not see coming, the new adventure, the new emotion, the new way of looking at old experiences, the new relationships that rise from the ashes of an old one.
Just for today...let it in.
Alchemists have always said, "Only that which has been properly separated can be rightfully joined.” Grief is no different.
"Before enlightenment, chop wood, carry water. After enlightenment, chop wood, carry water."
Never ask a person for directions if they haven't been to the place where you want to be.
To the daughters of mothers who never had a day off.
Do we only create spaces for women to speak when we like what they have to say?
To the daughters of mothers who lived without a voice.
Who are you without your baggage?
"The definition of an artist is a person who walks through the world saying, 'Don't erase me.'" - Unknown
Does our generosity depend on our abundance?
What is that old saying? When you look at the world through rose-colored glasses, all the red flags just look like flags.