Perhaps love is more about letting go than holding on.
But man, do I wish I could keep you.
Currently, I am learning that the most loving act is to let people be. Let them go if that is what they wish. Let them stay by their own free will.
Perhaps true love is not about forcing someone to stay. It’s not about convincing, manipulating, cajoling. It’s not about begging, hoping and praying. It’s about letting. Let it happen. Let it be.
Perhaps this is the greatest gift we can give another. To allow them to find their own happiness, even if it’s not with you. To allow them to be full — without you. To allow them freedom to truly be who they are without judgment. Perhaps it’s simply sitting with them with your full presence without wanting to take or give or do anything more but allow them the agency to make their own choices — even if that choice has nothing to do with you.
Oh what a love. A love that is simply present. Allowing. Graceful. Grounded. Poised. Unwanting. Unafraid. Trusting. Unattached to the outcome. Okay no matter what.
Oof.
Man, does it hurt. Does it hurt to let go. Does it hurt to detach. But only at first.
I hold space for this pain. I sit with it. I honor it. I don’t numb it, hide or distract from it. I breathe into it. I give it my love. “I am right here.” “I am right here with you.”
I fill myself with my own love. My own attention. My own care. My own shakti. I let it be. I let it all be because I realize I am already whole. I am already free. And I can let you just be.
do you ever fall in love with strangers?
and then create a whole fantasy and picture in your mind of what life will look like together?
How you’ll cuddle all night
wake up and stare at each others eyes
in awe, in joy, in complete peace
you wish time would stop moving, because you’re just so cozy, comfortable, and want for nothing
you make the bed and waltz into the kitchen
he plays some good tunes
*sizzle* *sizzle*
eggs on a pan, he comes up behind you and hugs you
you’re wearing his white cotton button shirt
The sun is shining through the window, the birds are chirping
coffee brewing
And you both start swayin’
……
all because he simply said hello
lol
When I said “I like this song” … he turned up the volume
and when I was cold… he offered his sweater
have you ever for a moment looked into the eyes of someone else and saw everything you wanted staring back at you…
yet though you were excited you were actually more afraid?
“Does saying yes to this mean saying no to all the other possibilities? Is this really what I want? Is this the right person for me?”
I once heard a love coach say we should settle ON someone, not FOR someone
there will always be other options…
Like going to an ice cream shop and being presented with so many flavors — you eventually have to make a choice on what to order.
I kind of think about a long term partner like that… we eventually have to say yes to someone if we are going to want to relate deeply.
I don’t know…
Do I even want a relationship?
This is the first time I started to learn to enjoy my own company outside of anybody else. And it’s actually been really nice growing more into this “self focused” version of me.
maybe we don’t have to have all the answers right away
maybe we can just let time lead the way
I think the key is in finding balance
keeping yourself whole without losing yourself in another – avoiding codependency
not rushing into a decision
letting time reveal more of the way
while communicating openly and honestly
staying open to love
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we drove off into the morning sun and for a moment I could feel as if I could live into everything I have imagined
we don’t realize that our dreams are fantasies are truly possible until we allow ourselves to feel into it and live it
yet what I noticed is that feeling good all the time kind of scares me
and that fear and hesitation brings me back to earth, back to reality
there is something to be said about this “being in vibration” and being in a certain “frequency”.
I have been noticing my frequency change
and for a moment it’s almost like I am moving closer into heaven… but I can’t sustain it… and I am brought back down
down into my human body with my fears and limitations
with my doubts
my existential crisis
and again, I am alone
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