The Art of letting go- How to finally
release what no longer serves you
By Yana Ducreay
Hey My Loves
Sigh. Life and its unpredictability can be scary. To me, I hate not having control. Not knowing what comes after the present moment–I know, I have some control issues to work on and that’s an entire other healing journey within itself. Urgh
Within those unpredictable moments, I try to practice “The art of letting go” though sometimes, and when I say sometimes, I mean majority of time, I revert to reattachments which are often toxic, because of its comforting familiarity.
Endings have always been bitter to me. No longer having the people or things I once needed. And it’s more so because somewhere deep down, I’ve accepted that I am a hoarder of people.
My mind wonders about the what-if & what could have been. Creating an entire delusional mental scenario that will never come true. Weird indeed. I know.
Talking to my friend the other day, I found out that she had just broken up with her lover. Given that I was in her predicament a few months prior, my heart sank at how, in my perspective of her, she must have been devastated at that loss.
To my surprise, though, she concluded that it was “God’s protection” from a man who loved her but wasn’t in love with her.
I must admit, being the over emotional person that I am, I did shed a tear or two when she said that.
In all of her majesty, she knew that she had to let go of the man she was in love with and watch him seek comfort in the arms of another lover–Sigh, Life & its intricacies.
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The HURT was obviously present, but what stuck out to me was how she found something BEAUTIFUL within her hurt– Herself.
Her confirmation that she deserved to be with someone who was in love with her, just as much as she was with him. “Life goes on,” Her words.
Sinking into our conversation and going into deep introspection, I marveled at how her perspective allowed her to let go of something she thought would last a lifetime. She accepted that her perceived lifetime was another lesson.
Her relationship was beautiful while it lasted, and when it was time to let go, she did so freely. Instead of internalizing it as something done to her, she knew it was done for her— that was her way of practicing “The art of letting go”
It made me wonder how much I internalized what others did to me as a reflection of myself when how others treat you reflects who they are and has nothing to do with you.
I’m still trying to embrace the art of truly letting go when it’s time. Learning that I can never undo my healing progress or unlearn the things that came from these moments.
If I don’t succeed, I learn from it. Letting go is a gift of redirection. Regardless of what happens or how much it hurts, I’m moving forward and making progress.
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People come into your life for divine reasons– to show you what is right, who you can be & who you choose to no longer be. Those reasons are teachers who show you how to love others or how to continually love & select yourself.
Not everyone is meant to stay forever. Not everyone is meant to be your lifetime. I’m learning to appreciate moments for what they were.
Embracing how love was once present in those moments while knowing that some things in life were only meant to be temporary.
And that’s okay too. Like Merideth said in Grey’s Anatomy, “Funny isn’t it, the way memory works.
The things you quite can’t remember, and the things you can never forget. The carousel never stops turning.”
Dear My loves, may you let go of the things that no longer serve you, and may your heart be ready for all the other things…
All my love
Anay
