I'm not very good at letting things go. I cling to things that I shouldn't, I hold onto any thread I can find (or imagine). If I want something, I don't give up easily. I'm sure this is one of my major life lessons: to learn how to simply let go. What is it about letting go that is so particularly painful to me? Have I no faith that something good will come flowing along if I just open my hand? I'm not sure what it is, but I'm trying. I want to learn this, I must. Life keeps tossing this lesson at me, so surely, one day, I'll get, and I can move on.
I am the same way. In these times, the poem "One Art" by Elizabeth Bishop becomes my mantra.
Posted by: Cyn | 2005.09.02 at 13:52