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The Comfort of Letting Go

I have found that when I cling to past hurts, I justify my own retaliation. I not only retaliate toward those who hurt me, I create new reasons to retaliate with my own behavior grounded in fear.

Retaliation is a direct contradiction to the female creative spirit.It leaves me at odds with myself in a pool of negative behaviors perpetuating the cycle of pain. It numbs my aching heart for a moment in the satisfaction of --get even--, but it likewise hampers my ability to live wisely. It robs me of joy.

It is a scary road letting go. It is not always what friends and family encourage us to do, so sometimes it is a lonely road.

Today I cling to the concept that we are all children of the same Creator. If you get some satisfaction from throwing the sand out of my sandbox, I will simply ask the Creator to give you a box to hold it so that someday, your heart will be satisfied and full. He will provide me with all the sand I need.