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The Art of Forgiveness
Friday Flow 7/9/21
I’m sitting there cross-legged on the floor looking down at my tired hands and a heavy heart. Every breath, heartbeat, and moment is no more than a place in time. Nothing is what it seems. Nothing lasts forever.
I feel humbled in a way that makes all my fears and insecurities resurface. Life has been giving me the signs to breathe deep and open my heart. To release and be free.
Out there on the edges of the unknown are stretched-out hands waiting for me with a warm embrace. Yet, I cannot trust the unknown if I don’t trust myself to let go and take the next step. The unknown does not care about who I was yesterday, but who I am in this moment I breathe.
I take a breath and listen to what is calling me.
I face my demons, I sit there and breathe.
In this moment of surrender, I have to believe.
Take a step over the edge and into the unknown.
Life is an endless circle. It’s time to let go.
I thought I let go, turns out I was still holding on.
After a conversation with a good friend last night, it was clear to me how much emotional armor I still carry. Even as my new life is unfolding, I somehow find ways to sabotage the love I crave, the freedom I have, and…
