Letting Go

[dchoneyb916]

Letting Go

This morning as I drove into work, and reflected back on the events of the weekend. It was one of the best weekends I’ve had in a long time. It was full of activities and relaxation all at the same time. I hung out with old friends, new friends and friends who were just friends for a moment in time. I danced like an urban machine on Friday night, I saw an excellent movie on Saturday and Sunday night, I had fabulous company every day, and I found time for church and to squeeze in a workshop on spiritual growth and the Universal Law of Love.

When I think back to how my weekend would have been different just a few short months ago—I must say, “THANK YOU.” Thank you in particular to the guy we’ll call him Mr. Pimp (you would die if you knew the irony in the name) who let me go. Yes, I said it—I GOT DUMPED...I was a few short days from doing the deed myself, but he beat me to it. And while I had not really invested my feelings into the relationship, because I had so many hesitations from the beginning, it still stung a little. Rejection never feels good, and in the moment when I realized what had happened, I thought “why me? Why now? What did I do wrong?”

But let me tell you, Mr. Pimp did me a favor. He set me free at just the right moment in time for me to embark on something a million times better. And so I wonder how many times in my life, has a loss really been a gain?

There have been so many losses, I could spend hours rehashing them. But in the interest of your time, and not focusing on that negative energy, here are just a few:

The time my dad moved out, and I lost the emotional stability of a two-parent home.
The best friend I no longer speak to, who felt like my right ventricle during my teenage years.
The first, second and third guy who broke my heart.
The first job I interviewed for and didn’t get.
The client who didn’t buy a house, and the one who cost me $2000.
The club and/or click that didn’t make me feel welcomed.

The list goes on and on. But each one of these times, I was forced to let go. To start again. To grow. What an opportunity each of these situations presented—when I look back in retrospect. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you! As I sit here at my desk, feeling completely whole and empowered, I know that I am the sum of everything that I have lost in the past. I have grown only because of the things that left voids in my life. And now, all of those voids are flowing over with love and abundance. I have learned to let go and expect something better.

I now have a better relationship with my parents, I have more friends than I can count. I have a tough heart with enough experience to know when to let someone in. I have an amazing job, and I don’t have to deal with the turmoil of real estate. And I have created the ultimate, exclusive club where I am always a VIP—“Club Me.”

Until next time….let go….move on….grow….and love life.
~dchoneybee