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Newsletter Archive: Let it Be!

Let it Be!

Whether you feel excited, exhausted, or indifferent at this time, give yourself a moment to pause. Because whatever you are feeling is absolutely fine – even if it doesn’t seem that way! And there is relief in acceptance. I promise.

Acceptance does not mean giving up. It means giving yourself space.  It means letting go of self-judgment. And, the minute we accept our experience, just the way it is, a weight is lifted.

It’s simple but not always easy. So, forgive yourself if nothing changes. If you feel heavy, or uncertain or low. Let it be.

And breathe. You are here. Alive. In this moment. And you are not alone.

 

Eckhart Tolle, Rumi and Winnie the Pooh

I like what Eckhart Tolle says about state of mind.

‘Don’t look for peace. Don’t look for any other state than the one you are in now; otherwise, you will set up inner conflict and unconscious resistance. Forgive yourself for not being at peace. The moment you completely accept your non-peace, your non-peace becomes transmuted into peace. Anything you accept fully will get you there, will take you into peace. This is the miracle of surrender.’

And now, I just have to share this old favourite again.

 

Guest House by Rumi

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honourably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

And a little A.A. Milne, because I’m in that kind of mood.

‘What day is it?’ asked Pooh.
‘It’s today,’ squeaked Piglet.
“My favorite day,’ said Pooh.’

Sending you love on this day, and for all the days to come, whatever they bring.