Let that shit go

Let that shit go

If I were to bet I would guess that 90% of the “shit” that troubles us is already behind us. In some cases, so far in our past that we are not even sure if we still have the story straight.

“Two monks were on a pilgrimage. One day, they came to a deep river. At the edge of the river, a young woman sat weeping, because she was afraid to cross the river without help. She begged the two monks to help her. The younger monk turned his back. The members of their order were forbidden to touch a woman. But the older monk picked up the woman without a word and carried her across the river. He put her down on the far side and continued his journey. The younger monk came after him, scolding him and berating him for breaking his vows. He went on this way for a long time. Finally, at the end of the day the older monk turned to the younger one. “I only carried her across the river. You have been carrying her all day.”

At what point does letting that shit go make more sense than carrying it around with us? Shit is heavy. It takes up valuable space and time. Shit prevents you from moving forward, which, is the only direction you should be headed.

I know there are serious hurts, slights, actions and even inactions associated with the shit we deal with. It has left many of us with scars, open wounds that seem to never heal. But how many of us take the time to really examine these wounds. If you cut your arm you know what to do, you clean the wound, wrap it, protect it, forget it and in time it heals. You don’t take the wrapping off every five minutes to look at it and relive the moment. You leave it alone, you don’t pick at it, you let it heal and you move on.

A lot of post I read on WordPress are about hurt. I understand that for some it helps to write about it rather than keeping it locked inside your heart. If that helps you to release the shit then write about, scream about it, sing about it, paint about it but then let it go. Let that shit go. The space inside of each of us is to valuable, way to valuable to be occupied with shit that you can’t change, that you can’t fix. The past is behind you, the future is ahead of you, but right now, this moment, is the most important place you can be.

“Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment.” – Buddha

About ends and beginnings blog

I am a frustrated writer and poet waiting to be discovered. A stand-up philosopher performing on a street corner near you. A Christian with questions but I don’t want to hear your answers. A Buddhist with a bumper sticker on my truck to prove it. A collector of quotes. A grower of lettuce. The Patron Saint of earthworms who name their children after me. A cyclist whose big ass strains the seams of his Lycra bibs. I am American by birth, Southern by the grace of God. My goal in life is to leave an imprint on the lives of the people I love not a footprint on the earth. I am a son, a husband, a father composed of 65%-Oxygen, 18%-Carbon, 10%-Hydrogen, 3%-Nitrogen, 3%-Diet Coke and 1%-Oreo.
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17 Responses to Let that shit go

  1. William Tell says:

    Reblogged this on The Homeless Blogger and commented:
    The whole hullaballoo about #microaggressions assumes that one can never heal from even the slightest insult. The same applies, frankly, to a ton of what folk obssess on concerning #injustice and #racism.

    And certainly I’ve done enough such obssessing myself; in the end it plays a large role in how I became homeless. And have remained homeless.

    How I’ve failed to get back on my feet.

    In this vein, I often recall Matthew 19:24, about the camel that can’t get through The Needle’s Eye (a particular very narrow gate in Jerusalem). Many people may be “poor” in material things, but exceptionally “rich” in resentments. One must unpack the camel, discard all that junk, if one is ever to enter the Kingdom.

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  2. samanthamurdochblog says:

    Great post and philosophy..dwelling on the past only makes you bitter.

    Liked by 2 people

  3. It’s a worthwhile goal; I just need someone to teach me how. It ain’t as easy as just letting it go; at least, not for me.

    Liked by 2 people

  4. This is always a powerful reminder …there are always layers and layers that open up, just to let go!

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Belinda O says:

    Sometimes writing about it is a way of letting go. It puts things in perspective, gives you a chance to box it up and throw it away.

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  6. manqindi says:

    Must be something in that confession theory. I see its big with Buddhists too.Let it go! A strategy of problem solving is to list all obstacles on a chart and then fold up the chart and sit on it – at the end of the day discard it so all efforts are focussed on solutions…

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  7. Reblogged this on sherriemiranda1 and commented:
    Seriously, we all need to LET IT GO!
    Sherrie Miranda’s historically based, coming of age, Adventure novel “Secrets & Lies in El Salvador” is about an American girl in war-torn El Salvador:
    Her husband made a video for her novel. He wrote the song too. You can go to her Home page to watch it:
    https://sherriemiranda1.wordpress.com Or go to YouTube & type in the title of her novel! 😉 ❤

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  8. Patty says:

    Yep, going to share this too.

    Liked by 1 person

  9. meghan11 says:

    I really enjoyed this post. I have another blog called before I go which is similar in its content, and which I have neglected recently. But I share many of your traits. Thanks for the good words.

    Liked by 1 person

  10. Pingback: Shared from Ends and Beginnings – Patty Wolters

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