Letting Go

a fine post by Paige Burkes (see link):

There I am: clenching with my white-knuckled fist, holding on with the grip of death.  I can’t let go.  Everything will fall apart if I let go.  The branch is slipping through my fist, cutting into my skin as I try to hold on even tighter.  I’m scared.  Scared of falling.  What kind of doom will I face?  I….can’t….let….go…….

The branch slipped through my fingers and I was on my own. 

But I didn’t fall.

Instead I was buoyed up into the sky like a helium balloon, zooming upward.

I was flying!

And I was laughing!

This was a dream I had the other night.

Fear Blocks The Flow

While I’ve learned to let go and trust my intuition and the powers of the Universe in so many areas of my life, there’s one area where I’ve continue to struggle.

I’ve finally come to realize that by trying to control, gripping, and holding on so tightly, I’m blocking the flow.  Blocking the great things waiting for me.

It’s time to let go.

Letting go is scary.  Releasing our perceived control is frightening.

But what are we really scared of?  That we can’t dictate the future?  Newsflash: We never could.

Receiving The Signs

I was asking the Universe for signs, messages that could help me to understand what I need to do and feel to shift in this area of my life.  That’s when I received this dream that I remember so vividly (I rarely remember my dreams).

At the same time, for no physical reason, I began to experience intense back pain.  From working with this emotional issue before, I knew it was my monkey mind freaking out because I was demanding change in this area once and for all.

I meditated and focused on the pain in my body.  I spoke to it to better understand what its message was for me.  I spoke softly to it to reassure that crazy monkey that all would be well. 

Just relax and let go.

It took almost a week for my crazed monkey mind to finally release its grip on my back.  And it has taken another week before I could move freely in the ways my body is accustomed.

The Process of Letting Go

Whenever I feel my fears start to well up, I remember my dream and repeat my positive mantra:  There’s always more than enough.  I am good enough to receive the best.

Letting go can be a process with baby steps.  Or it can happen all at once.  It simply depends on what we allow.

My mindful mind wants it to happen all at once because it’s all so silly.  But my monkey mind continues to screech in protest.  As I continue to remind the monkey that change is going to happen whether he likes it or not, he’s quieting down.

I’m letting go.

My mindful mind continues to flash the scene in my dream of me flying higher and higher, laughing the whole way. 

I know it to be true.  And it feels really, really good.

When I release my grip, when I trust in my Higher Self, when I let go and fly, the world changes and magic happens. 

I can’t wait to see what wonders await me.


SHE LET GO …. without a thought or a word, she let go.

She let go of the fear.

She let go of the judgments.

She let go of the opinions swarming around her head.

She let go of the committee of indecision within her.

She let go of all the “right” reasons.  Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just let go.

She didn’t ask for advice.  She didn’t read a book on how to let go.  She just let go.

She let go of all the memories that held her back.

She let go of all the anxiety that kept her from moving forward.

She let go of all the planning and all the calculation, about how to do it just right.

In the space of letting go, she let it all be.  A smile came over her face.  A light breeze blew through her. And the sun and moon shone forever more.

Written by Ernest Holmes (1887 – 1960)

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