Walking out from yoga class tonight, I stopped. A beautiful clutch of autumn leaves held on, unashamed to be the last among all that was gray and dismal.
It is January, in North Florida.
I thought of all the times that I’ve heard people say, “Hang on. . . just hang on.”
I thought of all the times I’ve heard people say, “Let go. . . just let go and let God.”
I thought about how many times it’s been good to hold on, and how many times it’s been good to let go.
I thought about the years I struggled, trying so hard to hold on, or trying so hard to let go. Because they said so.
Now, at peace. . . with letting go. . . with holding on. At peace with wherever a person is in that process.
When it is time to let go, you will know it, and you will be able to let go. When is time for you to hold on, you will know it, and you will be able to hold on.
So hold on, or let go.
Namaste, salmon leaves of January.
Namaste, Tree Maker.
Namaste, friends.
©Joan T. Warren
Joan T. Warren: Heart to Heart 
I like how this provokes thought.
Makes me think of those verses in Ecclesiates, which talk of there being a time for everything:
“There’s an opportune time to do things, a right time for everything on the earth:
A right time for birth and another for death,
A right time to plant and another to reap,
A right time to kill and another to heal,
A right time to destroy and another to construct,
A right time to cry and another to laugh,
A right time to lament and another to cheer,
A right time to make love and another to abstain,
A right time to embrace and another to part,
A right time to search and another to count your losses,
A right time to hold on and another to let go,
A right time to rip out and another to mend,
A right time to shut up and another to speak up,
A right time to love and another to hate,
A right time to wage war and another to make peace.”
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 MSG
http://bible.com/97/ecc.3.1-8.msg
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes, the old words of wisdom, still pertinent, true. . . and wise!
LikeLiked by 1 person