The Very Moment I Let Go

In the very moment I let go:

so even this I’m asked to surrender — trusting as I let go that there’s already an answer provided, a comfort offered, an ease to my despair. It’s hard to do though, especially right now as I’m frightened by what I see see, the small unkindness that just seems to grow larger by the hour, pettiness, and that cruelty is a viable political option, more so, a winning message for so many.

though worst of all…it’s all my own projection.

these are qualities that exist within my, perceived only because they’re mine and I’ve yet to heal them, and in truth, it doesn’t even feel like I’ve even begun. I certainly felt that I was beyond this, having forgiven my way well towards a better world. But of course that’s just ego talking and taking credit for any perceived progress, as if awakening can be measured by the turning of the world or shifting point of views. What’s seen, always, is my own projection, all of it, and this is what I’m asked to surrender -

my own clinging to a fractured world.

I need to let go of any notion that we can be saved.

and in this surrender,

a more true world is shown.

being here all along.

just waiting to be revealed…in the very moment I let go.

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