n case you need to read this today…..
Let It Be Light.
She didn’t “let it go” as requested by those close to her, by teachers, by enlightened and other well meaning folk.
Instead she let it be light.
When she realised she could hold it lightly instead of letting it go the grip of what was weighing her down loosened.
And she began to notice the possibility that it might fall away when it was ready.
When the moment was right for her.
Not when the moment was right for others.
When it had been acknowledged and seen, understood and felt.
And as she held it lightly layers of resistance began to shed like skin, peeling away, little by little.
Organically.
As she carried it lightly she still felt the sting of the blisters as the weight of it rubbed her in places she was already raw.
But she learnt to adjust the load.
To listen to what it and she needed.
And she just let it be light.
As she held it lightly it was taken gently on the breeze.
Floating away, often unnoticed.
No forcing.
No trying to fly-tip something that was still attached by threads of herself.
No turning up the volume on her headphones so that it couldn’t be heard.
She did not “let it go”.
She just let it be light.
Words by Nancy Nudds 2022
n case you need to read this today…..
Let It Be Light.
She didn’t “let it go” as requested by those close to her, by teachers, by enlightened and other well meaning folk.
Instead she let it be light.
When she realised she could hold it lightly instead of letting it go the grip of what was weighing her down loosened.
And she began to notice the possibility that it might fall away when it was ready.
When the moment was right for her.
Not when the moment was right for others.
When it had been acknowledged and seen, understood and felt.
And as she held it lightly layers of resistance began to shed like skin, peeling away, little by little.
Organically.
As she carried it lightly she still felt the sting of the blisters as the weight of it rubbed her in places she was already raw.
But she learnt to adjust the load.
To listen to what it and she needed.
And she just let it be light.
As she held it lightly it was taken gently on the breeze.
Floating away, often unnoticed.
No forcing.
No trying to fly-tip something that was still attached by threads of herself.
No turning up the volume on her headphones so that it couldn’t be heard.
She did not “let it go”.
She just let it be light.
Words by Nancy Nudds 2022
Image “Alone” by Nitesh Kharpuriya
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