Monday, July 19, 2004
Letting go
I have made a conscious decision to let go and just live. I am going to try to control my mad impulse to control the universe and the people around me. The negative energy created by my frustration (because who could possibly do and be everything I want?) can't be good for me or for anybody around me.
This means that I will have to live with fear and uncertainty, but when have I not lived with these two companions quivering on my shoulders? I will just have to try and embrace and express the better part of myself: the one who has faith.
Right now as I type this my sweet little loaf of bread is dozing on my lap, all rolls and softness with black eyelashes resting on the tops of her downy cheeks. She is the picture of sweet contentment. So why shouldn't I be content too? Haven't I got what most people want (except money)?
Time to loosen my imaginary strangehold on this life. Time to float and see where the river takes me.
I have made a conscious decision to let go and just live. I am going to try to control my mad impulse to control the universe and the people around me. The negative energy created by my frustration (because who could possibly do and be everything I want?) can't be good for me or for anybody around me.
This means that I will have to live with fear and uncertainty, but when have I not lived with these two companions quivering on my shoulders? I will just have to try and embrace and express the better part of myself: the one who has faith.
Right now as I type this my sweet little loaf of bread is dozing on my lap, all rolls and softness with black eyelashes resting on the tops of her downy cheeks. She is the picture of sweet contentment. So why shouldn't I be content too? Haven't I got what most people want (except money)?
Time to loosen my imaginary strangehold on this life. Time to float and see where the river takes me.
# posted by becca : 2:35 PM
