LET IT GO - THE
SMASHED WORD BROKEN
OPEN VOW OR
THE OATH CRACKED LENGTH
WISE - LET IT GO IT
WAS SWORN TO
GO

LET THEM GO - THE
TRUTHFUL LIARS AND
THE FALSE FAIR FRIENDS
AND THE BOTHS AND
NEITHERS - YOU MUST LET THEM GO THEY
WERE BORN
TO GO

LET ALL GO - THE
BIG SMALL MIDDLING
TALL BIGGER REALLY
THE BIGGEST AND ALL
THINGS - LET ALL GO
DEAR

SO COMES LOVE

~ E. E. CUMMINGS ~

 

My teacher, Hugh Milne, recited this poem to me today during a session. You see, with all this talk of surrender and letting go, a funny thing happened- while I thought I had, my body had obviously not. Not quite anyway.

There was still a little more to go. Always will be.

There is always a letting go that is occurring, in every moment of every day. We may see it, think it, feel it, but often, these things don’t all ‘go for it’ at the same time. It’s probably what keeps us sane, yet makes us crazy at the same time.

So there I was, lying on the table, crying about this and that, and he recited this poem to me and it was so simple. so pure. so profound that I almost missed the point entirely.

See, while I have been celebrating all the new openings while simultaneously mourning the loss of all that died in my life, letting go of the old ways of being and the old communities that no longer served me, letting go letting go letting go… I had missed the point that- well, in the midst of all this letting go, of saying goodbye, of creating anew, the whole point to it all is actually, really, all about LOVE. Always.

Isn’t it?

Surely it is.

It’s about Love, with a capital L. Falling deeply, inconceivably in Love with yourself (and not in the egotistical sense at all). Falling in Love with family and friends. In Love with the random stranger who sits next to you at the coffee shop and you talk to for hours about life.  In Love with the horse that decides to drop and roll in the middle of a trail ride and make you feel utterly alive again. In Love with the cat who curls up next to your head and wakes you every morning with her purrs. In Love with my friends who call me high on life after Carnival, or call me crushed and crying when the man they love hurts them. In Love with my clients who open up their hearts and souls to transformation on my table. In Love with my old friends who I still Love, though they may not be in my life anymore. In Love with my old Loves, for all of them taught me a lesson.

And here is the trick. To let go of all those things. The things you Love, and more often [and somehow more difficult] the things that cause you pain, suffering and angst. Sometimes, they are one and the same, actually…

Let it all go. Let it all go. Let the attachment go, the ego go, the wanting and yearning and aching for something more bigger smaller something anything nothing. Let. it. go.

Then, in the ironic way that this Tantric world works, when you finally let things go, well, the things you want and need finally seem to manifest in abundance and with ease.

Simply.

There.

Here.

Everywhere.

Love and Love and well, you guessed it. More Love.