So much advice that i don't heed until i go far enough against it to see it's value, then, immediately start spouting to others, who by all rights, shouldn't listen to me
"Just say no to drugs, stay on the marked trail, don't cling, just watch the breath", etc etc etc ad nauseam.
But one more today, which is that letting go is not just for forgiving past injustices and resentments,
It's maybe also for the unspeakably perfect moments, cause not only are they somehow diminished and simultaneously magnified in the telling, clinging, and remembering, but they sometimes whitewash the present, water it down to some cheap imitation of life,
And maybe life is (as many have said) a learning to let go, without resentment or bitterness, until the final letting go, which it appears will take it all anyway, ready or not
