Firstly, I did not let the clock run every second of my day.
Then I did not walk away from the aroma of freshly brewed coffee. I did not give my usual perfunctory glance to the news rags, thinking it is anyways all about gore and loot.
I also did not stop myself from admiring the wondrous sunrise or sunset. I didn’t run away from the beauty of blooming buds, without wondering about God’s dexterity and artistry at infusing so much of colour and beauty all around.
I didn’t slink away from conversations, citing lack of time. I didn’t stop myself from ruffling a cherubic moppet’s hair as she jumped around in gay abandon. I didn’t hesitate from complementing the neighbourhood beauties or berating the unruly wastrels.
I did not put speed-breakers on my cartwheeling heart, when a precious goodie I had been lusting after, arrived.
I didn’t follow that four lettered word called diet.
I didn’t not fail to see the goodness in others and not let the chain of passing the baton, stop with me.
I did not stop those tears rolling down or try to hold it all together.
I didn’t wrinkle my nose at the pervading polluting smells.
Instead, I exhaled the dullness out and inhaled deep and let life fill all over me. Slowly and suddenly all at once, like love.
As Mandy Hale said “You don’t always need a plan. Sometimes you just need to breathe, trust, let go and see what happens.”
Simply put, I didn’t fret or fume or beg for God’s bigger mercies!
His blessings were already there. I just didn’t see them clearly, earlier.
Letting go is learning to live!