Letting It Be
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Dear Friends, hello.
Too many dancing words inside my head demanding my attention—too much bickering between the words to win the lottery, a slot on this blank slate. Too much unfolding in my family, too much unraveling in my belly.
Time to breathe and relax.
I know!
Time for a meditation.
Time for a tiny podcast.
Time to sit and breathe.
Time to walk and breathe.
Time to consider, from inside, out.
From outside, in.
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Here, dear friends, is a guided meditation on Letting It Be. Whatever the It is, whatever way reality is revealing herself to us, trying to force a solution obstructs the flow state. Interrupting the natural unraveling of things literally impacts the brilliance of life.
And I do it all the time.
Do you?
I do because it’s painful to be on the road, and not know where we are going!
I do—because it’s a squirmy experience, to hold the posture, to just be there.
Here is a meditation for your heart, for your mind, for your body.
Rest and relax—from my heart to yours:
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Folks, how do you force solutions?
What’s your favorite modus operandi?
I am a fan of plotting, planning, pushing, and perplexing the heck out of myself at 3:20 a.m.
Sometimes.
Not always.
The practice?
The solution?
Accepting our humanity.
Breathing and relaxing at our 3:21.
And 3:22.
And maybe even,
3:23.
And
Practicing.
Practicing letting go.
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How do you practice taking action and letting go of the outcome?
How do you practice letting go?
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Here is a classic.
Word has it that Paul McCartney wrote this for his mother, Mary, who died when he was fourteen years old. Others say, nope, John Lennon wrote this song.
Whatever. It is a precious thing.
To the Mother of all of Us.
Biological.
Energetic.
Cosmic.
Here’s Aretha.
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Dear Friends,
May the work we do
Alone and together
Benefit all beings.
May the highest unfold
For all.
May we practice
With ease,
With
Gentleness,
With
Love.
Stay blessed,
Aruni
