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Post by blueskye on Sept 9, 2015 14:25:09 GMT -5
She let go.
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 confluence of 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 anyone for advice.
She didn’t read a book on how to let go.
She didn’t search the scriptures.
She just let go.
She let go of all of the memories that held her back.
She let go of all of the anxiety that kept her from moving forward.
She let go of the planning and all of the calculations about how to do it just right.
She didn’t promise to let go.
She didn’t journal about it.
She didn’t write the projected date in her Day-Timer.
She made no public announcement and put no ad in the paper.
She didn’t check the weather report or read her daily horoscope.
She just let go.
She didn’t analyze whether she should let go.
She didn’t call her friends to discuss the matter.
She didn’t do a five-step Spiritual Mind Treatment.
She didn’t call the prayer line.
She didn’t utter one word.
She just let go.
No one was around when it happened.
There was no applause or congratulations.
No one thanked her or praised her.
No one noticed a thing.
Like a leaf falling from a tree, she just let go.
There was no effort.
There was no struggle.
It wasn’t good and it wasn’t bad.
It was what it was, and it is just that.
In the space of letting go, she let it all be.
A small smile came over her face.
A light breeze blew through her. And the sun and the moon shone forevermore…
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Post by Dana on Sept 9, 2015 14:39:18 GMT -5
Hey blue! It's good to see you here. :-) And I'm glad you brought this poem with you. xo Dana
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Post by blueskye on Sept 10, 2015 12:14:40 GMT -5
This poem is me to a T, Dana. I tried all of those things, before letting go.
Good to see you too. I see we only have a small number of members, but perhaps it's the quality of our posts that matters more than numbers eh? As long as we're supporting each other and being of service (hopefully!), it's all good.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 14, 2015 5:20:26 GMT -5
Hey Blue, I love that poem you put up there, I keep rereading it. I'm trying to learn to let go. Easier said than done.
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Post by Dana on Sept 14, 2015 8:31:21 GMT -5
My sponsor used to tell me "Let go, or be dragged!" It helps to think of it that way, to get the visual of being dragged. No fun!
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Post by blueskye on Sept 17, 2015 6:42:42 GMT -5
Hey Blue, I love that poem you put up there, I keep rereading it. I'm trying to learn to let go. Easier said than done. I keep re-reading it too, Kim. In fact, I printed it out and stuck it on my mirror, so I see it every morning. I tried all of those things that 'she' did in the poem. That's when I realised that all those things were just ways of hanging onto addiction rather than just letting it go. It's total surrender. I got so exhausted with all the back and forth, mental gymnastics, obsession - all the mental shyte that goes with addiction. I was so tired, I just let go. How are you doing, Kim?
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Post by blueskye on Sept 17, 2015 6:47:04 GMT -5
Dana,
I often hear people in AA say 'everything I let go of had claw marks!' I think it's the nature of addiction. If it were easy for us to just give up when we felt like it, it wouldn't be addiction. I know there are some amongst us who were 'struck sober' having had an epiphany/psychic change/spiritual awakening that happened in a single instant, but I think it's rare. From what I've learnt, most of us have to struggle to varying degrees before quitting for good. For me, it's been a loooooong process. But a process I HAD to go through to come out the other side. I truly became sick and tired of feeling sick and tired.
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