Surrender
Surrender. For so many years when I saw that word all I could picture was a tiny white flag meekly raised signalling a giving in, giving over, or giving up. I felt that entwined with the idea of surrender was loss and acknowledgement of failure. What I have started to realize and internalize is the beauty that comes with surrender. How the act of letting go is actually based in strength, not weakness. How it takes strength to let go and be comfortable with the unknown. To float and trust that you are being supported and brought to where you need to be, when you need to be there. And as lovely as this all sounds on paper, I will admit the first time I actually considered surrendering I felt scared. Actually releasing the hold I had on outcomes was frightening. Until I realize that I really had never HAD control of outcomes. I may have believed that I did and that by choking the reins I was holding onto that, but in reality...