Prise - a hold, a grip
I wish I had more grace. I wish I knew more about history. I wish I learned lessons more easily. I wish I were more serene. I wish I knew what I am supposed to be doing. I wish I didn't use self-destruction as a coping mechanism. I wish I drank more tea and less coffee. I wish I had more tools in my tool box.
I had a dream the other day in which I jumped off a beautiful cliff. I didn't hesitate, I just jumped and wondered if I would be afraid. I wasn't. It felt amazing. I felt relieved and free. It wasn't a suicide jump, it was a lâcher prise. It was a hold I let go of.
Question of the day: when was the last time you let go of your hold?
8 comments:
You have no idea how much this speaks to me. As for the last time I let go, I'm trying to let go right now. Sometimes it's so hard.
I don't think I have the tools in my mental tool box to let go
Alison - hey, look me up on facebook Nicole M. Miller. Good luck on the letting go thing, you're in good company.
Beth- you're in good company too, that was definitely the tool box I was talking about.
I cant remember the last time I did let go like this! A part of me wants so much to hold back.
Darling, you are ALL those things you said you wish you had...(except the coffee thing)believe it!
In Omaha.
TID - I think that's true for everyone.
Julie - Thank you.
Lorraine - Lucky Omaha.
I looked you up, but there a lot of Nicole M. Millers...is your profile pic of you sitting cross-legged?
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