The past few weeks have been about letting go -- of people I love and am in love with. And of a house I love that has been instrumental in the beginning of healing and groundedness for me.
I woke up this morning with the words "let go, let go, let go" repeating in my head. First the words started to sound funny, foreign. And then I started to think about the dictionary definition of the words, what each word literally means. "Let" as in allow. "Go" as in move. Allow movement. Allow it to move. Allow the people I love to move. Allow myself to move. Move in a different direction, in a different rhythm, in a different current. Not necessarily move away. Just move.
