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She Let Go

About a year ago, I took up mindfulness and meditation. At first I was attending classes at SoVital Fitness, the nearest holistic health and fitness studio to my home with classes at hours I was actually available. Then I decided to start freelance writing, and to attend classes anywhere went out the window, at least for the next few months.

Thus I went looking for meditations online in lengths – 4 – 15 minutes – I could make time for. A Google Search led me to Insight Timer, and the poem She Let Go by Safire Rose, read by John Siddique.

No matter how busy my day is,  I always remember grab a few minutes to listen to this poem. It grounds me and gives me a moment of focus. It nudges me out of my own way, and reminds me when things get too chaotic, to let what will be just be.

She Let Go by Safire Rose

She let go.

Without a thought or a word, she let go.

She let go of the fear.
She let go of the judgments.
She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head.
She let go of the committee of indecision within her.
She let go of all the ‘right’ reasons.
Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry

She just let go.

She didn’t ask anyone for advice.
She didn’t read a book on how to let go.
She didn’t search the scriptures.

She just let go.

She let go of all of the memories that held her back.
She let go of all of the anxiety that kept her from moving forward.
She let go of the planning and all of the calculations about how to do it just right.

She didn’t promise to let go.
She didn’t journal about it.
She didn’t write the projected date in her Day-Timer.
She made no public announcement and put no ad in the paper.
She didn’t check the weather report or read her daily horoscope.

She just let go.

She didn’t analyze whether she should let go.
She didn’t call her friends to discuss the matter.
She didn’t do a five-step Spiritual Mind Treatment.
She didn’t call the prayer line.
She didn’t utter one word. 

She just let go.

No one was around when it happened.
There was no applause or congratulations.
No one thanked her or praised her.
No one noticed a thing.
Like a leaf falling from a tree…

She just let go.

There was no effort.
There was no struggle.
It wasn’t good and it wasn’t bad.
It was what it was, and it is just that.

In the space of letting go, she let it all be.
A small smile came over her face.
A light breeze blew through her.
And the sun and the moon shone forevermore.

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A Java-Fueled, Camry-Powered, Professional Business Writer, and Long Distance Mom Navigating the Autistic Spectrum and Working Hard For Her Clients and to Stay Connected to Her Kid.

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