The holidays come slowly to an end. Many are already back at work and some enjoy the last week or two at home.

School starts this week and smaller children will go back or start in nursery (norsk: barnehagen).

For some this maybe an exciting time, while others will feel nervous and unsure.

So I want to give you a little gift today. A Poem!

The first time I heard the poem, my health coach was reading it to me. I was asked to just listen with closed eyes.

My tears started rolling down my face, it felt so close and special.

Destiny stroke.

And if hearing it once wasn’t enough, I encountered the poem again a few weeks later in a yoga session.

And again it felt special. Everyone (yes, only women) in the room stayed quiet for minutes after the instructor was finished reading the poem. Just to let it sink in and feel the calm and grounded energy in the room.

Now I have the poem printed and hanging on the wall. For me it’s a steady reminder and a good read when I feel overwhelmed and stressed.

One last thing, I believe the poem unfolds best when you listen to it with closed eyes. Maybe you can ask a close friend to read it to you or record it yourself and listen to it.

I really hope you enjoy the poem!

She Let Go

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.

Until next time.

Cheers, Cathleen