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This week I want to share a poem that I read often, both to myself and even at the end of my Perfection Detox Keynote.
I hope you enjoy.Â
She Let Go by Rev Safire Rose
She let go.
She let go. Without a thought or a word, she let go.
She let go of the fear.
She let go of the judgments.
She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head.
She let go of the committee of indecision within her.
She let go of all the ârightâ reasons.
Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just let go.
She didnât ask anyone for advice.
She didnât read a book on how to let go.
She didnât search the scriptures.
She just let go.
She let go of all of the memories that held her back.
She let go of all of the anxiety that kept her from moving forward.
She let go of the planning and all of the calculations about how to do
it just right.
She didnât promise to let go.
She didnât journal about it.
She didnât write the projected date in her Day-Timer.
She made no public announcement and put no ad in the paper.
She didnât check the weather report or read her daily horoscope.
She just let go.
She didnât analyze whether she should let go.
She didnât call her friends to discuss the matter.
She didnât do a five-step Spiritual Mind Treatment.
She didnât call the prayer line.
She didnât utter one word.
She just let go.
No one was around when it happened.
There was no applause or congratulations.
No one thanked her or praised her.
No one noticed a thing.
Like a leaf falling from a tree, she just let go.
There was no effort.
There was no struggle.
It wasnât good and it wasnât bad.
It was what it was, and it is just that.
In the space of letting go, she let it all be.
A small smile came over her face.
A light breeze blew through her.
And the sun and the moon shone
forevermore...
