Yesterday there were no words for gratitude.
There was simply too much caught up inside.
The sorrow of one chapter ending stole my words,
froze my tongue,
blurred my eyes.
It felt undone.
Loose ends that will never be tied up or sorted out
dangling this way and that as we hastily and unceremoniously
left the building,
left my heart,
left my home.
Let it go, he said.
so I did.
Today my gratitude is for the new beginnings that come after endings.
It is these moments in time that allow us to move from who we were to who it is we were always meant to become. The bigger the change, the scary to move, the more vulnerable we become the greater potential for reward we open up for ourselves.
Let it go, he says.
It is the only way to continue.