Related to the Art of Letting Go, I can only remark that sometimes life has a way of tripping you up and seeing if you break your nose as you fall on your face, or if you catch yourself with your hands and continue unscathed.
Sometimes you are meant to get a perfectly well-reasoned message on a subject that has lacked coherent thoughts that still manages not to be the signal you were hoping for, sometimes the signal has to hit you upside the head in order to sink in appreciably. Sometimes you are just meant to be sad about something that has just happened, be it a departure, a termination, the apparent loss of something significant, or anything otherwise, and that means that the downbeat music, the tears, the night of drinking excessively and making poor decisions about the manner of conversation and with whom you choose to spend time on Skype just need to happen. And once the hangover that makes you feel as though you're going to die—or at least as though you want to—has passed, once you take a shower to rinse the drunk off of your body, once you start to eat the comfort food that you didn't really need but have decided to eat just for the sake of it, once the mess in your room has been cleaned up and sorted out, once everything has settled, life will move on. Positive notes that have come to emerge unstoppably need not be trampled on, just embraced. Sometimes these things happen and they just need to, to fuel growth and understanding in retrospect, to make way for a paradigm shift, to alter the course of where you thought you saw yourself going in the way that will ultimately keep things interesting and dynamic for some time to come. Taking a moment to acknowledge that some emotions and feelings are inevitable but don't need to be dragged out is another way of taking a deep breath and getting back to work.
We will now return to our regularly scheduled programming.
Sometimes you are meant to get a perfectly well-reasoned message on a subject that has lacked coherent thoughts that still manages not to be the signal you were hoping for, sometimes the signal has to hit you upside the head in order to sink in appreciably. Sometimes you are just meant to be sad about something that has just happened, be it a departure, a termination, the apparent loss of something significant, or anything otherwise, and that means that the downbeat music, the tears, the night of drinking excessively and making poor decisions about the manner of conversation and with whom you choose to spend time on Skype just need to happen. And once the hangover that makes you feel as though you're going to die—or at least as though you want to—has passed, once you take a shower to rinse the drunk off of your body, once you start to eat the comfort food that you didn't really need but have decided to eat just for the sake of it, once the mess in your room has been cleaned up and sorted out, once everything has settled, life will move on. Positive notes that have come to emerge unstoppably need not be trampled on, just embraced. Sometimes these things happen and they just need to, to fuel growth and understanding in retrospect, to make way for a paradigm shift, to alter the course of where you thought you saw yourself going in the way that will ultimately keep things interesting and dynamic for some time to come. Taking a moment to acknowledge that some emotions and feelings are inevitable but don't need to be dragged out is another way of taking a deep breath and getting back to work.
We will now return to our regularly scheduled programming.
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