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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.
Renew.
Be new.
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I'm impressed by the wisdom you gleaned from such a harsh experience. I can think of a lot of dead things that I need to let go.
Yes, very hard..but I can see that letting go is as important as holding on..Jae
It is that comment, 'let go of whatever or whoever no longer serves us' that I have to take exception to. What a mean, selfish and self-centered attitude.
Very up-to-date and fashionable to have this 'built in obsolescence' syndrome. No use any more? Dump it! Can't agree!
Thanks for your honesty, Old Altonian. While I get where you're coming from, the way you perceive my statement is not how I do. Letting go, from my perspective, means detaching. It does not mean getting rid of in a selfish, self-centred way. I often get rid of old clothes, objects and shoes so that they can be used by someone else. When it comes to people and situations, I let go, let God. No one is ever of "no use". But sometimes we (humans) invest a lot of energy in people and things which aren't really in our best interest at the time. When I find myself in that kind of situation, even though it may not always be easy to do, I prefer to let go.
the pain of loss is hard to erase.
well penned story.
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