I am impressed once more with the power of letting go. I forget that I have that power.That when I release myself from frustration and stop struggling. The struggle ends.
Sometimes it makes life so easy. Then I wonder why I cared so much. I’m puzzled by my tenacity in wasting precious moments of my life trying to do what won’t work for me.
One of two things happens when I move away from it.
1. It flows easily in its own pattern, works in its own way and accomplishes more than I could have dreamed. 2. It becomes unimportant. Its value was a fabrication in my hardened mind.
I can’t pretend that leaving the struggle behind will make my life easy. But I know that struggling makes it harder.