Let go of the ways you thought life would unfold;
the holding of plans or dreams or expectations
Let it go.
Save your strength to swim with the tide.
The choice to fight what is here before you now
will only result in struggle, fear,
and desperate attempts to flee from the very energy you long for.
Let it all go
and flow with the grace that washes through your days
whether you receive it gently or with all your quills raised
to defend against invaders.
Take this on faith:
the mind may never find the explanations that it seeks,
but you will move forward nonetheless.
Let it all go
and find the place of rest and peace,
and certain transformation.
My yoga teacher opened class with this poem by Donna Faulds and it really spoke to me, particularly the line
about the mind never finding the explanations it seeks. And of having to let go. Letting go of the need to have
all questions answered (no matter how many questions I have, there are always more). And letting go of the
fantasy that I can control what is going to happen.
No comments:
Post a Comment