It’s not easy adjusting our sails. We see the direction we want to go, but often we aren’t willing to unload some heavy cargo. We fight it. We question ourselves. We wait. We see if with more time, it’ll change. Maybe we can continue carrying it all; them, their stuff, me, my stuff. We doubt our needs, are they worth going after? Maybe I’m too sensitive. Over thinking it. Asking for too much. We get tired. Frustrated. Resentful. Why have we not made it to where we want to be yet? Why do I still feel this way inside?
Not everyone can come along to where you’re headed. I hate it, too. But it’s just the truth that too many are unwilling to face. And so they don’t. They haul the cargo instead, for a lifetime. They choose to be stuck, stagnant, anchored.
Some of the hardest boundaries to set are the ones on ourselves. Returning to the people + places that leave you listless. Motionless. This is the greatest challenge. To love is to hold tight, so we have been taught anyway.
Seek the wind.
Adjust your sails.
Welcome the change.
Grief + gratitude.
Feel it.
And.
Let them go.
Let yourself go.
You are set free.
