Letting go...

To live in this world
you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it
go,
to let it go.

(excerpt from In Blackwater Woods by Mary Oliver)

I wanted to share this poem with you as the idea of impermanence is on my mind. Recalling a photo from my son’s first birthday... it reminds me of the passage of time, the loving journey of the parent as we hold our children close and then allow what is needed, the space to grow into their own lives. Ruminating on impermanence, we can soften into the idea of letting go, freeing ourselves from the tense grip of imagined control. We can’t control everything. Trying to do so is depleting and robs us of the energy needed to live well. Give love freely, give energy freely, and let it go into the world. Trying not to fixate on the outcome (easier said than done, I know), but stay within the action of love itself.

 

laela wildingthoughts