LETTING GO

[Carol Anne Kincaid~Paradis]

GOOD MORNING

Letting Go

Just as the bird has to find the courage to let go of the branch in order to fly, so we also must let go of our branches if we are to know the exhilaration of soaring to the highest potential of our life.

The branches we hold to are our inner attachments - our beliefs, ideas and memories. And then there are the outer attachments - people, possessions, positions and privileges are a few. But as long as we hold on to them we will live in fear (of letting go and loss) and we will never be free.

And just watch those birds, by letting go of one branch they are able to spend the rest of their life alighting on a million other branches, and they enjoy the view from each. Are you flying and soaring in your life, or are you stuck on one branch, cursing others as they fly past. Go on, try it ..let go! A Rose? For Me? by Pamela Hirson from Holbrook, New York I walked along the aisles of takeout counters at the specialty market, looking for a prepared dinner for one. I hoped a nice meal would give me the lift I needed to make it through Valentine’s Day without a special admirer of my own. I settled on steak with roasted potatoes and veggies. And for dessert? I added a slice of cheesecake to my cart. Hardly like getting roses, but it will have to do. On my way to the registers, a young man stopped me. He extended a long-stem red rose. “Happy Valentine’s Day.” “Thank you,” I said, noticing the satchel of roses strapped to the man’s back. I looked around, expecting to see others with roses from what seemed to be an in-store floral promotion. No one else held a red rose. Nor were there any for sale in the market. “What a beautiful rose,” the cashier said. “A complete stranger handed it to me, and wished me a Happy Valentines Day and disappeared in an instant.” “Sounds like an admirer!” she said. I laughed. More like a cherub with a quiver of roses FROM MY HEART TO YOURS.. ALWAYS REMEMBER  THAT NO MATTER HOW DARK IT IS, GOD GIVES US STARS TO HELP US NAVIGATE UNTIL DAWN.  FOR THE HUMBLE AND COURAGEOUS, THE STRONGEST SOULS ARE MADE FROM THE , LONGEST JOURNEYS. BLESSINGS AND LOVE.