Letting Go

Let It Be, Let It Go

girl with branches over her face

Like the wind chimes dance in the breeze, like the birds sway gently between the afternoon clouds, like the leaves fall and the sun rises—there is an ebb and flow, a shift and change to this life. Sometimes we fit naturally into the pattern of what is happening around us. Sometimes we laugh and the world smiles right along with. Sometimes we close our eyes and the earth hums to our melody. And sometimes what happens is unlike anything we ever imagined or planned—and that is both beautiful and frightening.

But there is a rhythm, a natural order to things. There is a sense of peace that we find when we let the universe speak the answers to us, instead of trying to hear our voices first and foremost in our minds. There is a purpose, a plan that we discover when we stop trying to desperately to seek.

But instead to stay, to lean in, to let it be, let it go.

I am trying to understand what this means. This has been the challenge all my life, and undoubtedly will be the obstacle I forever face. I want to understand, and yet I long to accept. I want to know, and yet, I enjoy the freedom of the unplanned. I live in the small space between my own heart and the desires of the world around me. I’m trying to make peace with what I cannot touch.

Let it be, let it go. These are the words I speak to myself with the air around me is wild with springtime wind, car exhaust, and the hum of voices. When I’m stuck between the two hardest choices I will ever make. When my mind is pulled in three hundred directions and I can’t determine which path is right. Here, I sit, try to find solace in this place. Here I will myself to take deep breaths, to find stillness, to exhale all that I cannot control.

I do not know what comes next—none of us do. We cannot make sense of a world that does not bend to our fingertips. We cannot plan for what is simply out of our reach. We cannot always fix, or mend, or solve the problems in our lives or the lives around us, we can simply love. We can simply continue. We can simply let it be, let it go. And begin again.

Featured Image Credit: Kevin Laminto

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Marisa Donnelly, M.Ed., is a writer/editor, credentialed teacher, proud bonus mama, and CEO of Be A Light Collective, a coaching and content creation business and digital marketplace. She is the Director of Donnelly’s Daily Apple, a flexible learning/tutoring and educational resource platform, and the lead voice for Momish Moments and Step by Step Parents, verticals dedicated to sharing and advocating for non-traditional parenting journeys. Marisa currently resides in San Diego, California, with her fiancé, kiddo, and their two rambunctious Pitbulls. ❤️

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