I know this feeling. I've been here before. In savasana, on the night of the election, when I was afraid of...well, everything. Of my guy losing, of everyone's opinions and judgments of me as a Christ follower being true, of...everything. This is the feeling of letting go. It doesn't feel like relief. It feels like grief. It feels like pride slipping away and the whole weight of what you've hoped for resting on your shoulders. There's no more tossing it into the air. It is what it is what it is. Heavy.
I am letting go.
I am letting go.
2010-06-02 - 5:15 p.m.
