I am home today grading papers, writing my dissertation, and doing laundry. I love laundry.
No. Really! I love laundry!
So needless to say, I’m in my “happy place” today in spite of some sprinkles, high humidity, and lots of wobbles. Heck. I didn’t even put on make-up.
This morning around 7:30, I noticed this cluster of acorns by the pond. They were still on the branch (and at the time, INTACT), surrounded by some pretty Autumn leaves. I thought, “Wow. That’s kinda purty. I’ll bring my camera out later and take a picture“.
Fast FOR..W….w……w…ard………. 2 hours:
The next time I took the dogs out I grabbed my iPhone and thought to myself while springing the screen door open with a flourish,
- Deb will be so proud.
- I, too, can spot beauty.
- Hope the showers hold off.
- Did I skip breakfast? (Just keeping it real…)
I got out to the pond and searched first for the ROCK, then for the little oak tree branch with acorns. The picture above is what I found. Every single acorn gone, y’all.
I looked around a bit thinkin’… I must be in the wrong spot. The thing is? There are only so many rocks around the pond! Besides! Right there was the wee little branch, surrounded by perhaps a few more leaves, with ZERO acorns on it!
Do you know I had to sit down a second and ponder on it? I mean… what in the world happened in two hours?
Well a clue, was that this guy <points up> was very, VERY interested in the wee little branch. He sniffed and snuffed. He circled around the spot. He sniffed some more. Then he lay down next to me and continued to sniff while I slowly but surely turned my investigator meter off.
A critter! It had to be. Something sly and sneaky… something small and (evidently) smelly… something HUNGRY was here.
Sigh. I stood up and brushed myself off thinking, “Let it go, Denise. Let it go!” It’s not like I could glue some acorns back on the twig and make it work (though I DID think about it long and hard). “You missed this photo opportunity. Let it go, Denise. Let it go.”
Now, I’m fully aware that most of you have launched into song. Your arms are flung wide, you twirled at least ONCE, and you are belting out, “Let It Go” for all you’re worth. Raise your hand if you’re guilty…
Do you know I have not seen “Frozen“? Oh, I have seen the video of the song, and numerous other parodies. I’ve seen adorable videos on FaceBook of folk’s kiddos singing the song as if it were their own. Needless to say, after I looked up the lyrics for the first time (necessary when you hear a song and are trying to make out the words with a hearing loss), I wasn’t that impressed. I mean, “The cold never bothered me anyway” was SPOT ON for this cold-weathered girl. The rest of the lyrics are kinda harsh, IMO. No worries. I’m not getting ready to dissect and demonize the lyrics to a favored song.
Why Letting It Go – is GOOD
I hold my breath. I do so,
… when I’m concentrating
… when I’m nervous
… when I’ve just fallen
… when I’m about to fall
… when I have panic attacks
… when I’m afraid.
That’s right. I have excellent diaphragm control and lung capacity. (Not really… I just pass out a lot). Any-WHO, I learned to “let it go”; my breath, I mean. I was chanting “let it go” before Disney made the phrase famous. (Sorry, Disney… I checked the published date for the song).
Don’t you wish we could “let it go” as easily as a breath being held? I get a little disgusted when people tell someone to “let it go” when they are hanging on to something they need to let go of to be free.
Perhaps you are waiting for an apology that will never happen.
Someone hurt you and you are still waiting for them to make it right.
A complete loser made your life miserable for years, and you still hear their voice in your head.
You are so accustomed to things going badly, you are in a perpetual state of waiting for the other shoe to drop.
You cross your fingers and wait for God to finally punish someone who really needs punishing.
You wait around for the Cubs to win the World Series.
Let it go. The problem with holding your breath – AND – holding on to things like this, is that a state of increased tension and anxiety only harms YOU. It’s like a burning feeling in your lungs. Holding on to things like this can harm your health. Blood pressure, mental health, heart disease, and many other conditions are affected by “holding on”.
Forgiveness is one of the hardest things in the world for me. Yet, I have been forgiven for so much. Pretty arrogant, aren’t I? Forgiveness became easier when I realized it didn’t mean I had to pretend something didn’t happen. It did and it hurt. However, holding on to grudges, bitterness, and anger was only hurting ME (not them). “Forgiveness doesn’t mean that you deny the other person’s responsibility for hurting you, and it doesn’t minimize or justify the wrong. You can forgive the person without excusing the act. Forgiveness brings a kind of peace that helps you go on with life” (Mayo Clinic, 2014, para. 4).
I recognize that part of the human existence is missing opportunities, forgiving others, and learning to “let it go”. One of my favorite songs (To Forgive by Al Denson) can be found HERE. I’m not saying it is easy.
You know what, though? As a differently-abled person who also struggles with depression and anxiety, I have learned that holding on to stuff only makes my life more difficult.
And I can do without more “difficult”.
So if I can be proactive about my own health and lay the groundwork for having more good days than bad… simply by “letting go”.
Whoosh….
That’s what an exhale sounds like.
Mayo Clinic (2014). Forgiveness: Letting go of grudges and bitterness. Retrieved October 30, 2016, from http://www.mayoclinic.org/healthy-lifestyle/adult-health/in-depth/forgiveness/art-20047692
Denise Portis
© 2016 Personal Hearing Loss Journal
One of my most favorite difficult subjects: forgiveness. Thank you so much for this, Denise, tons of food for thought (and a new song for me in To Forgive by Al Denson! As a photographer, I will tell you that if I’ve learned anything about moments, it’s that there really, truly aren’t any that are like any others. Blink, and the light has already shifted, almost imperceptibly, but affecting the whole view, the whole scene. Neither chasing light nor kicking myself for missing a moment have done any good, and so the life lessons for letting go are there in every living, breathing second. ❤