She (continues to) Let Go.

11874397_1173689319314434_217202575_o   I just arrived home from a wonderful family vacation in Yosemite National Park. Our eldest son took this photo of me just after I had a long interaction with a beautiful butterfly which danced and circled all around me. Rather than being surprised by this fun interaction, it seemed natural to me a butterfly would want to interact with me, I was utterly and completely blissful and content. I had been playing with our family the past week, taking scenic tours, small hikes, star-gazing every night, exquisite!! Enjoying the company of my husband and three teenagers who are incredible individuals in their own right. It seems times, perhaps moments like this, offer me a perspective to see the perfection in all that I live. Depression, despair, JOY, LOVE and Happiness. The good outweighs any and all discomfort I have ever experienced, I have been at the end of a dark tunnel, unable to find the light. All of that has assisted me in carving out more depth to fill in with more JOY, LOVE and HAPPINESS.

Life seems to be calling all of us on many different levels, (none better than another) to take a step forward, to become consciously aware of what we say and repeat (over and over) to ourselves. To clarify what another speaks of in regard to us and make the choice. Is what they say or what they think of us true? YOU get to decide. What another says, thinks or imposes upon you does not automatically become your truth, unless you give it permission. This poem speaks of “she” but men are equally capable (I encourage all) of deciding how they wish to view themselves and create within their own life. We get to create our life experiences and it is a never-ending process. One you can either embrace and learn to choose how to focus and perceive or allow others to make those choices for you.

With Great Appreciation, Tracie


SHE LET GO …. without a thought or a word, she let go.
She let go of the fear.
She let go of the judgements.
She let go of the opinions swarming around her head.
She let go of the committee of indecision within her.
She let go of all the “right” reasons.
Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just let go.
She didn’t ask for advice.
She didn’t read a book on how to let go.
She just let go.

She let go of all the memories that held her back.
She let go of all the anxiety that kept her from moving forward.
She let go of all the planning and all the calculation, about how to do it just right.
In the space of letting go, she let it all be.
A smile came over her face.
A light breeze blew through her.
And the sun and moon shone forever more.

Ernest Holmes


1 Comment

  1. Just beautiful, Tracie. Yes, it’s no surprise that a butterfly would want to dance and play with you.

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