Just Let Go -Part 2

Letting go is growing up. To let go is to open a door, and to clear a path and set yourself free.

At the crack of dawn I was on my way out walk-jogging this morning. The road was still wet from last night's heavy rains. Relishing the cool crisp air, I felt inexplicably free. As one who’s finally free from years of prison —of imagined fears, expectations, and false notions.

It felt... different.

I didn't always feel that way. I've been held back from many things. Things I wanted to do on my own but I never got to. I was smothered. Way too sheltered.

"It started during my senior year in high school, I knew I wanted to be a journalist. I’ve always loved writing. I believe I was decently good at it. So, when I was accepted into a journalism program in one of our reputable universities (University of the Philippines in Baguio City), I was ecstatic. But... my parents held me back from pursuing it. I obliged and stayed with them and took a different college course to keep my peace. Looking back, I wasn't always happy with the many other choices I was obliged to make for I could've chosen otherwise had I been free to do so. Rather, I was free, as long as it was acceptable and proper for them. It hurt."

Not that I'm regretting it all, I just know more now than I ever did that I need to let go... of that hurt. To forgive in a you-mean-so-much-to-me-i’m-willing-to-forget kind of way.

I finally did, lately.

Consider this... we can only become something new by ceasing to be something old. We find by losing. We hold fast by letting go. And, letting go doesn't mean we don't care or we just shut down. But rather, it means we stop trying to do the impossible —controlling that which we cannot— and instead, focus on what is possible. Or practicable.
"To forgive is to set a prisoner free and discover that the prisoner was you." ~Lewis B. Smedes


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