Once upon a time not too long ago, I worked in a “real” 9 – 5. Even though my job was to virtually hire and manage people, sometimes my life coaching would spill out and I’d hold space for a soul in need. After a deep conversation with a co-worker, the following flowed out of me onto paper, to share with her – and anyone – who thinks they are alone. You are not alone, Sis.
Keep holding on
Keep holding on
Keep holding on they keep saying
But the knot on the end of this rope I’m hanging onto is loosening
And this rope is starting to feel like a thread unwinding
I can’t keep holding on
And for what?
What will be left of society once we can all firmly put our feet back on the ground?
If we can ever put our feet back on the ground
If we can ever believe that the ground will ever be solid again
It’s why so many have taken the rope and tied it around their necks for escape.
Escaping the “new norm.”
The old norm was only better in hindsight, let’s be honest.
Or, was it?
I look over and see so many others hanging by the thinnest slither of hope so I know I’m not alone but where’s the comfort in that?
How can I keep finding the strength to hold on,
To be strong?
To encourage others to keep holding on because that’s all I know how to do is…
Keep. Holding. On.
How do I keep being strong when my own faith is waning?
I look around and know I’m not alone but still I can’t find comfort in that
Not no more.
I’d rather be alone sometimes…
Sometimes I need to know I’m alone so I can just break apart and embrace the sorrow of it all
Because that actually brings some comfort,
Some connection to myself.
We’re becoming so familiar with the unknown.
But even that unknown keeps shifting and familiar can’t exist really.
Well, maybe just the familiar feeling of not knowing and maybe never really knowing…
The versions of ourselves that we once knew are gone
But somehow we all think we’ll find those people again.
Our old selves.
The version of our old friends and family we used to know.
But it’s all different now.
We’ve all changed.
We’ve all been changed.
Some more than others.
Maybe holding on is actually holding us back and keeping us stuck in the collective pain.
What if we start telling each other…
Just let go.
Just let go.
Let go of needing to stay strong for everyone around you.
Let go of needing to understand it all
Let go of needing to label it
Of needing answers that we may never get
Let go of the fear.
We cannot be afraid any longer.
Let’s let go of wishing for what was and let’s just look at what is with any morsel of hope we have left
Let’s find an ounce of space to feel safe enough to plant new seeds and grow again.
Let go of thinking that it will all be over soon, and then you can breathe.
Let’s learn to breathe under the pressure of chaos and uncertainty.
And let’s forgive ourselves and others because none of us know what the fuck we are doing anyway.
Let’s just all let go.
Maybe that’s how we finally find some peace.
The shadow side of seemingly encouraging phrases like, “hang in there” and “keep holding on,” is that you are resisting the only way to move forward – surrender. Just let go.
Dear Sistar is my love letter to the Awakening Woman.
Toni Moné is a certified Spiritual & Life Coach with an interest in Human Design, Astrology & Writing. Her mission is to Activate Women and support them as they awaken to their divine natures, helping them shift limiting perspectives and define life on their own terms! She helps them to embrace their radical truths, express their unique dualities, and create their personal journeys to freedom.
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