The most painful transitions of my life are the ones where I grasp at things that are entirely out of my control. It’s hard to let go when I know that I’ve been wronged, but I’ve found that holding onto fury and frustration does not serve me. So, how do I let it go?
As I navigated those challenging emotions, I eventually came to realize that that frequency is not mine. That frequency belongs to the person who radiates it, and I actively choose not to receive that radiation. When I make that choice, I am also choosing not to embody everything that caused me pain and anguish in the first place. Just because somebody is actively trying to ruin my life, doesn’t mean that I need to participate in cruel, misguided delirium. As disheartening as it is to be under attack, my power lies in not fighting back. At first, I felt the need to stand up for myself.. but over time, I’ve come to realize that I stand up for myself by being exactly who I am. I’m not someone who is okay with hurting others. I’m not angry and I don’t have the capacity for hate. So why would I allow the behaviors of someone else drag me down to that toxic frequency? At the end of the day, I get to be me. I get to have joy. I get to know peace. And with that, comes freedom and ease. Letting go creates illuminated space for transition and unstoppable growth into a bigger, brighter phase of my life.
Nobody other than me has enough power to hurt me. Somebody can waste their life away trying to ruin mine, but the only thing they will ever succeed at is wasting theirs. With this understanding vibrating through every cell of my being, I let go. And I’m grateful every day for the opportunity to restart and rebuild. I am the architect. The better I get at letting go of all things that are not meant for me, the more unique, abundant and sturdy my structure becomes. Once I learned that nobody can take this from me, at last, I started to speak a language that had been alluding me — the language of letting go.