on letting go

I think a lot of times people struggle with letting things go, whether it be that guy who cut you off on the freeway or maybe it was that guy who stomped on your lil' heart. It's easy to stay angry or hurt, but it's not so easy to just let it go. I admit that I've tended to get so wrapped up in the past that my future was limited, along with my happiness. Lately, I've been learning to just breathe, recognize that everything happens for a reason, and that letting go is all I can do.

I love to paint pictures that remind me of life's lessons (ie: words to live by post). They hang in my apartment, making my walls and myself all the wiser. I started my most recent painting a few days ago and got to hang it today. After mixing acrylics, water colors, and spray paint, another lesson was put on display above my bed.

No, not everything is easy peasy lemon squeezy to get over. I'm not magically cured. It's a learning process, but I'm happy to be learning day by day. That guy who cut you off on the freeway probably had places to go, and that guy who stomped on your lil' heart probably should be cut off.