Season of Letting Go
As an October baby I am sure it is no surprise that fall is one of my favorite seasons. I mean growing up the “fat girl” you could imagine that summer with its bikinis didn’t really beckon my lovely lonjas into the sunshine…
But…Fall was perfect for a chubby girl with an obsession for oddities.
I mean look at that girl that is a face of a women who loves herself some fall!
Fall was filled with warm and fuzzy feelings and even though I spent too much time overthinking ways to make my crazy Mexican family behave like the Brady Bunch (which never ended well plus I realize now we are much funnier than the Brady Bunch) there is still some magic to it, perhaps it is just the sugar high that came from too much Mexican hot chocolate and Halloween candy …who knows.
As visual person I think I loved the colors the most, the warmth of the season as everything lights up in waves of maroons and brunt orange and how even though the leaves are dying to me they seem most alive.
Ironic huh? That the death of something that was once so much a part of the tree, its very leaves, that once served purpose of protection and even homes for those creatures that lived in it now are no longer beneficial to the tree itself, they are no longer essential in its growth into this new season.
I thought about that after seeing a quote on Pinterest it read…
“The Trees are about to show us how lovely it is to let dead things go.”
We often find excuses to hold onto things that we feel have been a part of who we are, even past their purpose, this can be people, relationships, habits, our feelings toward others or ourselves …whatever.
I am the queen of this, I have battled with what I now know is abandonment issues because of my “colorful childhood” this has caused me to hold on too long.
Too long in a marriage where I was emotional abused.
Too long in relationships I did not feel myself in.
Too long in getting help for my depression.
Too long in friendships that were not helping me grow.
Too long in self-doubt.
Too long resenting my past.
Too long in fear of trying never things.
Too long ins speaking my mind.
Too long in healing.
I thought it was letting go of these things that would kill me. If I let go of my friend, significant other, past, doubt which was so much of my life, who would I be?
The fact is I’d still be me, just an honest version of me.
Let go of the things that hurt you, physically, emotionally, and spiritually, it is not the end but just the beginning of a new season.
Don’t resent the “leaves” in your life that have died but be grateful for the time and lessons you learned from them, the shelter and company they once provided and then….
Let Go.
Walking into a new season sometimes means leaving some things behind but I assure there is beauty to it, one of my favorite authors wrote :
“There Are Far Far Better Things Ahead Than The Things We Leave Behind.”
Fall in love with your life by letting go of the things that have died.
Con Todo Amor
-Jena
P.S. If your reading these leave a comment it would be nice to know your there...but no pressure.. l talk to myself a ton so no worries haha