Let It Go by Danna Faulds

I love this Poem……I often read it at the beginning of a Yoga Class and it continues to remind me to let go of the need to control life when I feel unsafe, and to trust life a little more……that feeling of letting go always gives me a freedom that I long for…….and to remember that the universe will rise to meet and will support me when I need it to……hope you enjoy it today and rem…ember to also let go of the life you thought you had planned, life has other ideas that we never even dreamed of…Namaste everyone and with love from Emma!!!

Let It Go from Danna Faulds

Let go of the ways you thought life would unfold, the holding of plans or dreams or expectations – Let it all go.
Save your strength to swim with the tide.

The choice to fight what is here before you now will only result in struggle, fear, and desperate attempts to flee from the very energy you long for.
Let go. Let it all go and flow with the grace that washes through your days whether you received it gently or with all your quills raised to defend against invaders.

Take this on faith; the mind may never find the explanations that it seeks, but you will move forward nonetheless.
Let go, and the wave’s crest will carry you to unknown shores, beyond your wildest dreams or destinations.
Let it all go and find the place of rest and peace, and certain transformation.

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