Love Notes: On Letting Go

These days, I go where the wind guides me.

I have no guru, no secret, no cheat to the end -
so I surrender instead to exactly as I am,
changing and rearranging with each gust.

I’m learning what it means to let go.

Dropping off heavy loads one-by-one at doorsteps,
so I may hold in these hands my heart’s treasure:
the home beyond what I’ve found here.

Some days, I rest deep inside my human.

Taking in a long sacred pause to feel it all
and lose control, with each ache and moan
knowing I’m growing taller towards Heaven.

It’s surreal to know the pits of oneself.

I rip open the seams of my own heart
again and again, only to find the same:
the drum that keeps on beating the sound.

All this to say that I’m called to simplify my life.

Letting go of ideas, things and people,
I find myself falling in love with the essential:

the trust that beats my heart into the home beyond.

Maybe that’s the secret after all.

Radha Rose

“Home beyond this heart”