Thursday, 18 August 2011
A short story on ‘Letting Go’
Let this note find you flying at new levels in your life and enjoying the breeze along!!
One of my favourite books has been “Illusions” by Richard Bach. This story is picked up from there.
Surprisingly you may find it relevant to you at your current station in life. What we cling to may vary from person to person: safety, security, what is known, relationships, jobs, self perceived limitations, our successes, assets, information, power etc.
Also you will notice that in your journey you have also let go some attachments and that letting go connected you to a new level of capabilities in your life!! So you may find yourself in multiple roles in this story!!
Once there lived a village of creatures along the bottom of a great crystal river.
The current of the river swept silently over them all – young and old, rich and poor, good and evil, the current going its own way knowing only its own crystal self.
Each creature in its own manner clung tightly to the twigs and rocks of the river bottom, for clinging was their way of life, and resisting the current what each had learned from birth.
But one creature said at last. “I am tired of clinging. Though I cannot see it with my eyes, I trust that the current knows where it is going. I shall let go, and let it take me where it will. Clinging, I shall die of boredom.
The other creatures laughed and said: “Fool! Let go, and that current you worship will throw you tumbled and smashed across the rocks, and you will die quicker than boredom!”
But the one heeded them not, and taking a breath let go, and at once was tumbled and smashed by the current across the rocks.
Yet in time, as the creature refused to cling again, the current lifted him free from the bottom and he was bruised no more.
And the creatures downstream, to whom he was a stranger, cried, “See a miracle! A creature like ourselves, yet he flies! See the Messiah, come to save us all!”
And the one carried in the current said. “I am no more Messiah than you. The river delights to lift us free, if only we dare let go. Our true work is this voyage, this adventure.”
But they cried the more, “Saviour!” all the while clinging to the rocks, and when they looked again, he was gone, and they were left alone making legends of a Saviour.”
“What you hold on to most dear will always hold you back!!”