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There is Beauty in Impermanence.

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One lesson I have been avoiding is how temporary everything can be. I thought that the longer I evaded this lesson, is the longer it would not apply to me. 

Unfortunately, that impermanence also extends to our bonds and relationships.


My good friend Novie says, "We do not own people." And that is very true. We do not own their human experiences nor do we get to dictate how long people stay in our lives . They can walk away when the need arises. We are allowed to go our separate ways.


We often want to stay longer than we should and want to fight for love and relationships, when these things should come easy. We often give in to the urge to stay even when things are no longer healthy. Some of us even stay to the detriment of ourselves and mental health.


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Seasons change, people evolve, and that is fine. If we come to see our bonds for what they are; lessons, then it might be easier accepting when things end.

I often think of the bonds I have shared with others which no longer exist. Relationships and friendships end - that is normal. We all evolve overtime and that also means that we will outgrow some of the people in our life. It is okay to grieve the loss but there is no need to feel guilty. 

People come into our lives for different reasons, different seasons and different lessons all the time. Some bonds outlast others but once the person has taught you the lesson that was intended, you will know. I have learned that there is no point in fighting or forcing. 

Letting go, although easier said than done, is an art we all need to learn at one point or another.

It does not mean that we failed - rather we have reached the end of the road our journey together and that is okay.

It is okay to mourn what is gone and what is ending - it is okay to feel all the emotions and not give into the urge to reach out.  




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6 Things I have learnt recently:

1. You do not own people. You can not force them to choose you.  
2. People come into our lives for a purpose. That purpose is always fulfilled. 
3. We are all walking each other home. But for how far and how long is the question.
4. Everybody can not come.
5. It is okay to let go. 

6. Choosing to let go makes room for far greater things. 

 

Inhale:

There is beauty in beginnings. 


Exhale:

There is also beauty in endings.


Inhale:

There is beauty in impermanence. 


Exhale:

Nothing lasts forever.


Inhale:

It is okay to let go. 


Exhale:

I welcome new things. 


Thank you for always reading. Love and light to you. 

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  1. NovieAugust 15, 2022 at 12:30 PM

    I smiled throughout this. We definitely need to learn when people have served their purpose. It's not a failure, gather your lessons and move on. Always have the most love for you. Love and light 💞

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  2. EddAugust 15, 2022 at 6:20 PM

    Nothing lasts forever... Very insightful thanks for sharing!

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