“She was unstoppable, not because she did not have failures or doubts, but because she continued on despite them.” -Beau Taplin
It has been over a month since my last post, and I have come to the conclusion that regardless of what I am dealing with, people come to read my blog, and a few rely on it. So putting aside myself, I am back, not because life has been easy, but I want to feel unstoppable. I have put so much pressure on myself these past couple of months, that I realized I needed to ease up on myself. How often do we not know what to do next? If we would all just learn to ease up, we could see how much more we could accomplish. When we are constantly forcing ourselves, the forcing ends up turning into fear. With fear in our way, it is impossible for the right things to evolve. Fear makes us question our motives. We have to train ourselves to learn a different way by relaxing and letting go. The best way is to approach something differently. When fear creeps up on us, acknowledge it, feel it and then let it leave you. You must always participate naturally. Sometimes our minds are cluttered, and we try harder to concentrate, but it is these times we need to ease up on ourselves, so we can truly see how unstoppable we really are. See how much more you accomplish when you just let go.
“In the end, these things matter most: How well did you love? How fully did you live? How deeply did you let go?” – Buddha
It has been a hectic two weeks for me, hence my absence. I was fortunate enough this evening to get a moment of solitude in the park near my house. I was able to completely empty my mind, and write freely. I have never shared my writing here, but here goes nothing!!
A gentle warm breeze fills the air as the sun starts to dim down behind the trees. The lamp posts flicker on and the sounds of gravel brushing off the runners shoes sound the park. The lake is rippling from the breeze, but it still looks completely calm. I am propped up on a bench under a tree which is swaying. I gaze far out beyond the lake to the other side and reminisce. I am brought back to a time which clouds my mind with compelling memories but I quickly forced them out of my head. Lovers stroll holding hands, as lovers tend to do. But I am more interested in the runners, and what has brought them here to this park tonight. Is it the same intentions I have brought with me, in hopes to escape bad memories, or is it the solitude of this summer night? When I close my eyes, I can bring myself to any place, but still I am brought to these same memories again. The harder I pushed them away, the faster they came plummeting in my lap.
My question for you today, which is a self reflection, “how well do you love, how fully do you life, and how deeply do you let go?”