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arriving at letting go (sometimes)

To anyone who reads this...may you receive blessings and love from this post. As I enter into this "new year", I have been pondering for days what my intentions might be, how life is unfolding me towards its transitioning into its next phase, and what needs attending to as it transforms before my eyes.

I keep thinking of a friend who is a couple of years older than I, with trials that make me shiver, and when I saw her a month ago she said to me very peacefully "I love being old." Even how she said it, very quietly and unexpectedly, was like a prayer. I have been thinking of it ever since, for I too love the passing of years, the changes that are slowing me down, though I sometimes resist them.

Here is what I already know for sure: letting go of habitual doing, an excruciating struggle, opens space and silence. It leads to a deepening receptivity of presence and peace. It is a new way of opening a pathway for the presence of the Divine to manifest in this world; for the Source of all Light to come through, while I become content to be, and to allow.

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18.03 | 17:38

Edith is our mentor and prophet for the times she knows we are trying to let go, be freed from whatever impedes growth,goodness and giving!

14.03 | 19:26

Thank you Brenda for providing this resource. Your selection of books make fine companions on life's path, especially at this time.

14.03 | 12:11

And here we are manifesting to each other and the universe! Your poem is soulful, Gina, dealing with the unknowns of each day as they come. Thanks for sharing.

13.03 | 19:34

Hi Brenda, just read new poeming 4 and your new wild geese is where we are all getting to I hope just love it, Ken

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