Skip to main content

She Let Go by Rev. Safire Rose

I came across this poem some time ago and it struck me deeply. Love this. Thought I would share it.

She Let Go

by Rev. Safire Rose 

She let go. 
Without a thought or a word, she let go.
She let go of 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 analyse 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.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Bucket Lists

"Its never too late to be what you might have been" – George Eliot I’ve been a late bloomer in pretty much every aspect of my life. Some of it was out of my control (I mean I really couldn’t help if Mother Nature has a twisted sense of humor and exercised it heavily on me during my teens and twenties) but I can’t put all of the blame for it on her, either. Some of it was also by my personal choice. And by that, I mean I used to be very shy and afraid of “what was out there” in the big, scary world so I would rarely try anything new or took any chances of any kind. I chose instead to do my best to hide away from life, tucking myself away from it safely like a tight little rosebud that had not yet bloomed. But there is a quote that says “And the time came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.” This was the case for me. As time went on, my rosebud shell grew more and more uncomfortable for me. So one day I just took a c...

(GBE 2:Blog On) First Love

Old post being reposted. GBE2: Blog On's Topic this week is: First Love Click the link to find out what GBE2: Blog On is and how YOU can participate. If you love writing and/or blogging, it's the place to go! Great people, great fun, what more could you ask for? FIRST LOVE When I first saw the topic for this week's GBE2, my first thought was of the friendship I walked away from just last week. He was one of my first love's. But I had already talked about it on a previous web post so I wanted something different. I just didn't want to focus on it. Today, while I was doing dishes, a.k.a inspiring myself, I thought of a different first love. To myself. I do too. I love myself. I may not always like myself... I mean come on, if you had to live with her 24/7 she might drive you batty too. But I do love myself. People can tell you so. I don't need to. Well I did, but... I'm digressing. I'm quirky, crazy (two different things there obbb...

Ladies and Gentlemen….

Normally, right about now, I would feel inclined to continue with “and children of all ages” (guess I’ve been to the circus just one time too many) but this time instead of introducing some dancing bears or the Flying Wallendas, I’m simply here to introduce myself. My name is Tracie Dee . I’ve been writing for about 4 years now and got my start blogging on MySpace. I love writing but these days, I’m also finding enjoyment with vlogging. I have found that videos are a nice way to share what words alone might not give justice to and also for people to really get to know the person behind the words and the keyboard. Overall, I consider myself to be a pretty down to earth and upbeat person, whose sense of humor can be a bit wacky at times. Hey, life can be rough and sometimes laughter and levity can be our only saving grace to help us get through it all. I consider it to be our very own little light at the end of the tunnel that serves to remind us that even during the very worst ...