loving is learning to let go

One of the deepest acts of love… is letting go.

I love myself, so I’m willing to let go of that which is no longer serving me.

I love myself, so I’m willing to let go of that which is not mine.

If you are a parent… the act of love that is in letting go of your child as they grow into their own sovereign being.

In your intimate partnership… the act of love that is in letting go of holding onto your partner, so that they can be free and have space… and so that there can be truth.

Not clinging.

Holding too tightly.

Although that is most surely how so many have been taught what love is.

But, the true vibration of love is not control. Trying to change someone else from a place of fear.

Love is about space. Freedom.

Letting go brings up grief, and I see that the depth of my grief is equal to the depth of my love.

I choose to feel it all.

My own attachment trauma has conditioned me to want to hold onto things tightly for fear of being abandoned. To define myself based on what I can possess.

But, my lover, my partner, anyone in my life really… is not most loved by me attempting to possess them.

Love is nourished in the fertile soil of spacious choice and security.

And so I continue to walk my journey of learning to let go with grace…

Surrendering, opening to the letting go when it’s time…

Allowing myself and those who I’m releasing my attachments to… space to be.

I’m sitting here, on this poignant shortest day and longest night… and I’m giving myself permission to let go, to not hold so tightly.

To face my deepest fear of being left.

To not live from force. But surrender to loving with an open palm and strong arms to hold myself.

You can go, or you can stay. And either way, I’m okay.

That’s the kind of life I’m nourishing within myself.

<3 <3 <3

Written December 21st, 2021

Sebastopol, California