You can’t litter negativity everywhere and then wonder why you’ve got a trashy life.
Here’s one of my favorite poems about letting go. Unfortunately, I couldn’t track down the author of it. Enjoy…
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 is the realization 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 is 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 destinies.
To Let Go is not to be protective,
it is to permit another to face reality.
To Let Go is not to deny,
but to accept.
To Let Go is not to nag, scold, or argue,
but instead to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.
To Let Go is not to adjust everything to my desires,
but to take each day as it comes, and cherish myself in it.
To Let Go is not to criticize and regulate anybody,
but to try to become what I dream I can be.
To Let Go is not to regret the past,
but to grow and live for the future.
“Throughout life each of us endures both painful hardships and soaring triumphs. Lessons are inherent in each experience if we will only listen. We grow by remaining fully conscious of the gifts we are given. Our responsibility to ourselves and the world is to seek out knowledge and act on what we learn. We must breathe deeply, trust ourselves, be unashamed, and gather strength from the lessons learned on our individual journeys to become whole.” -Diana Tiger
“It costs so much to be a full human being, that there are very few who have the enlightenment or the courage to pay the price. One has to abandon altogether the search for security, and reach out to the risk of living with both arms. One has to embrace the world like a lover, and yet demand no easy return of love. One has to accept pain as a condition of existence. One has to court doubt and darkness as the cost of knowing. One needs a will stubborn in conflict, but apt always to the total acceptance of every consequence of living and dying.” -Morris L. West.”