Let Go

Facing the future, a staring contest. Who will look away first? It wonít be the future. Keep up with it or face the langoliers. Because they really are coming, devouring those who are stuck dwelling on the dual between the here/now and the there/then. Itís a fine line between releasing oneís self from the confines of the past and letting oneís self go free into the future. We are all here/now, but facing which direction? This indulgence with comfort, this obsession with security is a very stationary activity. Is this comfort? Is this secure? Or is that a bit of a restless feeling youíve got? Thereís the saying, if you truly love something let it goÖ Why donít we let ourselves go and see if we come back.