A Way to Stop, Drop, and Let Go

Let it go.
I have been told this for years.
Let it go.
Stop thinking about the things that drag you down or pull you back and keep you from being free.

What does it mean to be free?
What does it mean to be disconnected from the thoughts which betray you?

Or here’s a good question, how often do you imagine the scenarios that hurt your own feelings?

What does it mean to separate or divorce yourself from the ideas that spin you around? Better yet, what causes you to spiral down and lose another day in your life?

How much time have we wasted on people, places, or things that are unchangeable or irreparable? And yet, as broken as things may be or as deep as we’ve dug ourselves in, how often have we dug ourselves even deeper?

What are the ideas that butcher your progress or brutalize your thinking?
I mean this.
I think these are valuable questions, especially when we talk about our mind and the right or ability to recover.

Think about this. . .
What are the thoughts that bring you to the point where you can’t calm down or you can’t think about anything (or anyone) else?
You can’t sleep.
You can’t relax.
You can’t move on, and you can’t go back.

Let it go.
Right?
Isn’t this what people tell us?
Let it go.
But how?

How do we let go of something that we have been holding for so long?
What do we do when the weight is lost and we recognize the idea that perhaps we are being disloyal to someone or something?

I have listened to people go through loss. I have talked with people who have buried their family members, including their children. Letting go of their pain is as unthinkable as letting go of their loved one.

How can we recognize our thoughts and feelings? Rather than interact with them or overthink what happened, or wear the burden of guilt, how do we mindfully process our thinking and move beyond our thoughts instead of holding them?

I think these are valuable questions.

I think it is safe to say that people find themselves in unwanted places or living in unwanted times.
I can say that I have experienced life, the same as you, or anyone else.

I have been told that we often become the puppet of our past.
I have heard speakers talk about this. I have listened to this with personal interest.
How does one escape the habitual thinking that leads us backwards or keeps us in despair?

Or wait—

What do we do when we experience something that changes our life or leaves us with an unwanted outcome? What do we do after experiencing a breakup?
What about the acts of betrayal?
What happens to the people in our lives when we focus on our losses rather than the gains of someone new or something good?

How do we let go of our resentments or choose to stop interacting with them?
Our thoughts are not always true. Sometimes our thoughts are like the troublesome bouts with gas, like burps that come with an unwanted aftertaste.
Sometimes, or as I write this to you now and handle the aftermath of a small dose of food poisoning, sometimes those burps are a reminder of the flavors that made us sick.

How do you stop, drop, and let go of all that you held onto?
How does one come to an awareness and set themselves free?

That’s what this new journal is about.
How to stop, drop, and let go of all the things that weigh us down.

In the case of life or life on life’s terms, I have loved and I have lost.
However, I have lived long enough to understand the value of another day.
Let’s be clear . . .
I am no guru.
To be honest, I am far from a guru, and I am even further from someone who can share a perfect life.
I have a list of mistakes and regrets.
I am human, both heartily and undeniably so.

At the same time, this is not about that.
No, not at all.
This is about a person’s ability to move forward, or if at all possible, and when faced with a second or third, of even a fourth chance to get something right; this is about opening up a new pathway of thinking to prevent old patterns from happening again.

Don’t fall down the same hole twice, am I right?
Don’t repeat the process.
And don’t forget to stop, drop and, of course, let it go . . .

I have heard this countless times.
Then again, who hasn’t?

Am I right?