Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.
Yesterday I had breakfast with some of my favorite people who staff the Salvation Army operations. We discussed how there are more things we can do then time allows us to do. We recognized how hard it is to give up something or someone so we can do something that has greater potential for success. It is not easy to walk away from something that we have been doing for a long time; something that some people may think is an important part of our culture. Yet more often than not positive outcomes are just awaiting our commitment to pursuing them.
Many of us would find our lives much happier if we learned to give up on things that would allow us to do something else. In that vein I would like to offer the following piece, I don’t know who wrote it but it can help making letting go more comfortable.
To Let Go
To let go does not mean to stop caring, it means I can’t do it for someone else.
To let go is not to cut myself off, it’s the realization that I can’t control another.
To let go is not to enable, but to allow learning from natural consequences.
To let go is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands.
To let go is not to try to change or blame another, it’s to make the most of myself.
To let go is not to care for, but to care about.
To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive.
To let go is not to judge, but to allow another to be a human being.
To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes, but to allow others to affect their own destinies.
To let go is not to be protective, it’s to permit another to face reality.
To let go is not to criticize, or regulate anyone, but to try to become what I dream I can do.
To let go is to fear less, and to love more.
It’s easy to come up with new ideas; the hard part is letting go of what worked for you two years ago, but will soon be out-of-date.
Roger von Oech
Once upon a time in Colorado, the chief of an Indian tribe, the Navajo’s, had a very beautiful daughter. She was of marrying age and many braves were wanting the daughter’s hand in marriage.
Being a wise chief, he decided that he wanted his daughter to marry the bravest and strongest and wisest brave of the bunch. So he held a contest. All the eligible bachelors were to go hunting. The brave that brought back the biggest and best ‘catch’ would be given the chief’s daughter in marriage.
A lot of braves turned out for this event. On Monday morning they all set out, bows and arrows in hand. Tuesday afternoon comes and all the braves had returned with their killings–except for three: Running Bear, Sitting Bull, and Falling Rock.
On Wednesday morning, Running Bear finally returns; bringing in a really big black bear, weighing 480 ponds and is 7 feet in length. Obviously, the chief was quite impressed. This was the best killing of all….so far. But, of course, they had to wait for the remaining two before he could award his daughter to Running Bear.
On Wednesday night, under a full moon, Sitting Bull returns to the camp and brings back a really big cougar: it’s even bigger than the black bear Running Bear came home with! The cougar weighed 620 pounds and was
7-1/2 feet long. Clearly, Sitting Bull was about to win the chief’s daughter in marriage.
Excitement rose within the camp. Everyone was pretty sure that Falling Rock would not be able to top Sitting Bull’s catch.
Thursday comes and goes. Friday came and went…..Saturday came and went……The weeks turn into months, and soon, the months into years, and still….Falling Rock did not return.
It was soon getting obvious, the aging chief could not wait forever for Falling Rock to return. So he granted his daughter to Sitting Bull.
There was much celebrating, after which the pair lived happily ever after.
The tribe no longer waited for the wayward brave, but they did keep their eyes open whenever they rode the trails—just in case.
And today? Well, you will still see in Colorado those signs that say…”Watch for Falling Rock”.
CATS REGARD PEOPLE AS WARM-BLOODED FURNITURE.
Bob, a 70 year old extremely wealthy widower, shows up at the Country Club with a breathtakingly beautiful and very sexy 25 year-old blonde who knocks everyone’s socks off with her youthful sex appeal and charm who hangs over Bob’s arm and listens intently to his every word.
His buddies at the club are all aghast. They corner him and ask, “Bob, how’d you get the trophy girlfriend?”
Bob replies, “Girlfriend? She’s my wife!”
They’re knocked over, but continue to ask. “So, how’d you persuade her to marry you?”
Bob says, “I lied about my age.”
His friends respond, “What do you mean? Did you tell her you were only 50?”
Bob smiles and says, “No, I told her I was 90.”
In the beginning, there was nothing. God said, “Let there be light!” … And there was light. There was still nothing, but you could see it a whole lot better.
Unable to attend the funeral after his Uncle, Charlie died. A man who lived far away called his brother and told him, “Do something nice for Uncle Charlie and send me the bill.”
Later, he got a bill for $200.00, which he paid. The next month, he got another bill for $200.00, which he also paid, figuring it was some incidental expense. But when the bills for $200.00 kept arriving every month, he finally called his brother again to find out what was going on.
“Well,” said the other brother, “You said to do something nice for Uncle Charlie… so I rented him a tuxedo!”
I don’t mind that my grandson is earning more than I did on my first job. What disturbs me is he’s just seven, and it’s his allowance!
Setting off the alarm while passing through a metal detector at McCarran Intl. Airport in Las Vegas, a blonde traveler was asked by a security agent if she had any change.
“Gee,” the blonde says, turning towards her husband, I told you we should of gone to Florida instead…..everyone here expects to be tipped.”
“We can’t be afraid of change. You may feel very secure in the pond that you are in, but if you never venture out of it, you will never know that there is such a thing as an ocean, a sea. Holding onto something that is good for you now, may be the very reason why you don’t have something better.”
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
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