Letting Go...

Ever wonder why, a child holds on to the toy / lollipop that supposed thing he’s NOT to have at that point in time, surprising the taker with his new-age iron grip?
Always a wonder.Hmm. I’m sure.
It’s a sense of DejaVu’ eh.

Kids have an unbiased innocent way of simplifying things in life, which we, as adults, have the irritating habit or should I say inherent problem of allowing to blow things out of proportion, and still comically, missing the point.
Not clear yet?
Sigh.

Picture this. A man drowning. He’s out on his own, surrounded by absolutely nothing and he’s got a straw. He’ll be nuts not to hold on to that straw, although, you’ll agree when I say he’ll be nuts too, to hold on to it.Wholesale defeat, eh.
I mean come on.This ain’t a Superman flick clashed with a fairy-tale.
(If the guy is allowed to wear his under-wear outside his tights (shucks, not pants)….then there must be no limit to his nutty eccentricities would there now.)He’d be allowed to float on a straw, or dangle it between 2 fingers to add to the drama.

This guy drowning….he’s no Superman. He’s probably a simple guy, with neurotic tendencies, wishful idealism and a huge sense of denial.In other words….HUMAN.

Ever wonder why this analogy is so often used, and hence, miss-used?

How long will he frantically splash in the water?? Gasp for breath?? Go down and come up again...hopeful?

Hope… sigh. Another loaded word.
No wonder humans find it hard to let go….of family, friends, things…memories. It’s as if the brain shuts down, and the heart is allowed to over-charge….over-run…and ultimately, over-rule.Mediocrisy is never an option.


Most of you are probably wondering where I’m going with this one.But hey.
If we always have to GET somewhere….we’d miss out on the fun of getting there.O.K.I think I might’ve created a bit of a paradox.
We always take so much pleasure in having a goal, the ultimate aim, the GETTING THERE… that we forget the whole process, journey, path and point of that in the first place.

It’s as if the journey ceases to exist.

In another world, that would be allowed.

Nu uh.In this juxapot of human emotions and wavering minds, I wouldn’t recommend such one-track mindedness.

Why?
Come back to my first point.The guy drowning.Picture yourself…time and again.You should all be sheepishly shaking your heads saying the old worn-out cliché of “been there…done that”, by now.
And then some.
No wonder we find it so hard to let go. Of anything or anyone that means anything to us.
All the energy lost….emotions drained…of fluttering in the sea…ultimately, what happens?
Yes. You let go.
You could’ve done it then, an hour ago, 10 minutes ago…or now.Same ending.

Now here’s the glitch, you’d point out. We need to try our best, make every option work… and so on.
Sure.No one’s taking that right away.

To apply the laws of Physics, every action has an opposite and equal reaction. The time difference may wary, as people apparently get caught up between the Heart and Mind….and we all want the Heart to win, lets face it.

But in order to decide between what needs to be done, and what could be done, and then what should be done, we need the Mind. Its that old reliable little critter, mistaken wrongly as being cold and neurotically logical, when all the poor thing wants is for the Heart to remain intact, not get caught up in the tear.

Life and Death are already specified. We KNOW each exists. So why the suffering?When we allow ourselves to remember the good stuff, smile and then let it go.

I repeat…remember, smile and let go.
Only then comes a mental and hearty peace. We all deserve to allow ourselves that surrealism now and then.

It’ll make sense, and it won’t, but things have a way of clearing up.

And YES. It’s true.

So that guy should remember why he’s drowning in the first place.
And kudos to that kid. He’ll hold on but he let goes because he knows, there’s going to be some other treat coming soon.

Different scenarios…different reasons….One lesson.

Keep smiling…..you in actuality, need only little things to do that.People come and go, memories get created always, and imagine the fun of not knowing what treat is coming at you next.
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