Name of the Game: Detachment

I think all these things that are happening right now are helping me to learn this very important lesson that I never quite mastered ever before in my life:

Detachment. To learn to detach in love, and to let go in love.

This is one of the hardest thing for me, so hard that a lot of times I think of the words and I have no clue what they mean or how things should look like if I were able to practice these concepts.

That tells me how out of touch I am with these aspects of life.

The key, the total solution these days, is found through total detachment. At least the Rumi cards said so, and I really agree.

I obsess about things in my head. I brew and I think them over again and again until I drive myself insane. The pain is so real. I am motivated to seek relief through all things available to me.

Detaching. Letting go. Being willing to accept what was previously unacceptable (most of the time because of some kind of fear), to observe my hold on things and what that brings to me, and to be willing to let it all go, the good, the bad, the whatever. Letting it all dissolve into the unknown while I just observe myself. Yes, I am holding on so tight to some ideas without knowing why, and in doing so locking myself in patterns that I am not even aware of, because I am so busy clenching up.

Detaching, observing, and letting go. All with love, all with caring, but letting go. Accepting that where I am right now is exactly where I am supposed to be. Observe the mental hold and mind struggle.

Yeah, I really am holding on so tight. I wonder why.