Letting Go

Letting go is hard…allowing yourself to gently morph…releasing the layers that have always defined you.

There is always that time of change…that pause when something is quietly ending while that ‘new’ thing is quietly waiting in the wings. That ‘pregnant’ pause, as it’s often called. I liken it to a ballet dancer’s last performance on stage…those last bars of music accompanying those final steps…that last ‘pas de deux’…that final curtain call, that last applause, those last flowers…Allowing it all to just be…to flow through you like a river finding its way, trusting that it will know itself more fully as it widens, deepens and prepares itself to be embraced by an ocean. There are always new sights, new experiences along the way and the river carries and carves itself around every corner, somehow knowing that she will finally release all of herself to become ‘One’ with all the rivers who have become oceans who have released themselves into the Greater Sea…

I must remember this as I stand at the door of my little teaching room, reflecting on my life while the sun dances across my piano keys as if to keep them alive for me while I unfold myself into my next newness. And as I watch…and feel…and remember, I can’t help but bless the beautiful Being I’ve been, the teacher who has sat next to so many students over the years, teaching each of their beautiful Souls and being equally taught by them.

Sometimes, it’s only when one steps down from the train and watches it pull away from the station that the beauty of its carriages is noted and the fullness of the journey truly appreciated! There will always be another train…and the platform is a good enough place for me to be at the moment…..a good place to morph!’ 🙏