"How will I face the approaching fear of letting go too early? What if I leave before my time in this moment is complete? I can’t ever fully know, but perhaps it’s not the answer to this question we should be searching for, but rather what the surfacing of this question reveals to us about the place we are at."
Here I was sitting on a hill overlooking a valley that stretches as far as my eye could see. Behind me stood a beautiful tall birch tree, with its leaves nearly brown. When I turn my head, I happen to catch one of the magnificent leaves spinning in midair as it fell gently to the ground and landed ever so gracefully on the grass.
How did this leaf know that the time to let go had come? Was it the wind that forced its release, or perhaps a bird’s weight on the branch as it perched made it fall? Or did it simply recognize that the nutrients it once received from the roots of this grand tree were no longer flowing through the stem and into its veins? Perhaps the leaf made the decision on its own, stepped away from the branch and began its descent into the next phase of its life, burying its life into the ground which lay below it.
How did this leaf know that its time to be connected to the source of its short life was ending? What decision did it face which empowered its ability to unplug and let go?
Witnessing this beautiful and somber transition in the cycle of living things was very profound in the moment. It invoked a deep feeling in my heart, and brought conviction to my soul.
Where in my life am I waiting for the pressures and decisions of others to make a decision for me, like the wind? Where am I not facing the reality of the truth that perhaps some things, thought patterns or relationships, are no longer where I am to be? What is withholding me from removing myself and entering into the next phase, free falling with joy and excitement into the unknown? How am I attuning to the time and season of the day, this period of my life, and in relationship with the future?
Sitting with these questions can be daunting. What if I don’t like the answer that emerges? What if the answer is to let go of something that is so familiar, comfortable, yet knowingly keeping me from the deeper potential held within? How will I face the approaching fear of letting go too early? What if I leave before my time in this moment is complete? I can’t ever fully know, but perhaps it’s not the answer to this question we should be searching for, but rather what the surfacing of this question reveals to us about the place we are at.
The beauty of life is that each day invites us into a new opportunity to see our world differently, to evolve, to learn, to grow. But just like the leaves connected to the tree, if they do not let go from its source in this season, the next season of growth and fruit will be challenged and may never actually come.
The growth, the challenge, the new perspective, the new insights awaiting...how else shall we reach them unless we carefully consider letting go?