Freedom in letting go

Freedom in letting go

I remember one day when I was perhaps 7 years old. I had climbed up a tree and could not get down. I managed to maneuver myself partway down but in the end I found myself hanging from my hands still quite a way up. I had no strength to get purchase for my feet and my arms were shaking from the strain. I finally decided that I would need to fall and I released my grip of the branch I was hanging from.

I will forever remember the sense of freedom and letting go as I felt the branch slipping from my grip; I had made the decision to let go, and even though I hit the ground and cracked my tailbone, I still only remember the immense sense of freedom for the heartbeat that I was falling.

I had let go and there was nothing else for me to do. There was no sense of worrying what would happen because it would happen no matter what I thought. There have been very few times in my life when I have felt so free.

From deep inside you I feel the craving for the same sense of freedom; where worries promise to be vanquished, where purposes and goals are empty words; where your soul, like a leaf in the storm, whirls towards salvation at the end of the tunnel.

Let me cradle that leaf in my hands. Let me gently blow on it and laugh in delight as it whirls around my head. Let me be strong enough, vigilant enough, dependable enough, to keep it safe.

Yes, I remember the sense of freedom I glimpsed when I was a young boy.

I remember.

And still...

And still, I choose to stand tall in the storm, braving thunderous lightning and sleeting snow. I choose to take your hand in mine and keep you warm.

Because every time you smile at me I glimpse that freedom in your eyes.

Dreamwalker

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Wow

I have been lurking and reading on this site for a couple of months. What you wrote moved me to officially sign up, even if just to say thank you.

You have put into words what I couldn't and described perfectly what I see in my own love's eyes.

Once again, thank you.

Re: Wow

Skip_t, I would wager that the shine of the most precious jewels fade by the sparkle in your love’s eyes when she smiles at you.

Be proud of yourself, because she has chosen you.

Dreamwalker

Re: Beautiful!

SLChick, I can only tell you that there are many good men out there that need and crave to cherish a woman like you. One day one of them will find you, his treasure, and never let go. Do not give up!

The IMPRISONMENT of NOT Letting Go!

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I finally decided that I would need to fall and I released my grip of
the branch I was hanging from.
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WOW!!!! WHAT A DIGRESSION between feminine and masculine identity!!!!
I was in a similar situation, and I DARED NOT release my grip. BUT,
physical weakness overcame me, and despite my VIOLENT protests, my
body CHOSE to release my grip, surrendering me to FAILURE in myself as
a MAN.

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I will forever remember the sense of freedom and letting go as I felt
the branch slipping from my grip;
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And **I** will NEVER forget my sense of ****FAILURE**** while letting
go of MY grip!!!!

This you state as a WOMAN. I restate back to YOU that I will forever
REMEMBER the sense of FAILURE as a MAN, letting go of THAT branch and
allowing it to slip from MY grip!!!!

Mike Starre