I swear I’ve never even seen Frozen in its entirety, yet one of its big numbers is acting like my personal anthem right now. Let it go, let it go, let it go…
Holding on is so much easier than letting go.
Letting go is an acknowledgment of our inability to change, manage, effect the outcome of something. It’s an acceptance that doesn’t come easily to those who were raised to be responsible and conscientious. There’s no triumph in letting go, but there should be. Letting go is an act of bravery.
Familiarity is comfortable even when that security comes at the price of emotional exhaustion. We know what we have, it’s unsatisfying but in a predictable way. We hold on because the efforts of our own grasp have worn us down and we’re afraid to release and be left empty handed. Maybe, though, it’s time to consider what we’re letting slip through our clenched hands. Perhaps it’s time to think of everything else out there.
It’s a new month, a new week. The year is drawing to a close. The Earth keeps moving, changing every single day. Time to let it go.