|Butterfly eggs on kitchen window|
Often, we habitually hold on to these 'dead' things without realising their time has passed. Comfort zones. Hiding places. A dead job, a dead relationship, a dead place, a dead habit . . . things we do, places we frequent and people with whom we associate who no longer serve us or contribute to our development.
Why do we hold on?
When Hindi died, I was holding her against me. I felt when the prana (life force) left her body. Once prana leaves the body, we are no longer alive. Even if I'd wanted to, nothing I did could not have stopped or reversed the dying process. Likewise, there are things in life that we cannot resuscitate once their time has passed . . . even though we may try to.
In that experience I had no choice but to see letting go as necessity, unavoidability, opportunity.
The time is here. Let go of whoever and whatever no longer serves us.
For Sunday Scribblings (first time I'm doing it in ages)