Many years ago, the summer after my
senior year of high school, my parents took me and my friend Dusti on a trip to
a beautiful place in Canada called Prince Edward Island. (If you haven’t
heard of it, look it up. Go there. You won’t be disappointed
as it is definitely worth the trip.) Were I to go to this paradise at the
age I am now, I would probably have enjoyed the history, buildings, and
architecture more. And even though it wasn't at the top of my list, I do
have a lasting memory of how beautiful and peaceful and significantly untouched
the island was at the time. I remember we were driving down to the docks
to get some fresh seafood to cook and the driver in front of us pulled over to
let us pass. Not because they were angry, not because we were speeding,
and not because of safety issues; but simply because they were happy to be
going a certain speed and pulled over with a smile and a cheery wave as if to
say, “Good day to you! I just feel like cruising along here so you go
right along around me and enjoy your day!” That happened several times
while we were there, always with a hearty wave and a warm smile. I
look back on that now and think that more often we need to not care about how
fast we are going but rather enjoy the “getting there” part. There is
some bumper sticker platitude out there about enjoying the journey and not the
destination but I digress terribly as this blog has absolutely nothing to do
with what I've talked about so far, other than the first part is something I
learned on that trip.
So, like Bill Cosby would so often
say, “I told you that story to tell you this one.”
As I mentioned, while in Prince
Edward Island (or PEI, as the cool kids say) Dusti and I were more interested
in what the beach and water had to offer than in what the historical buildings
had to offer. One day we were lucky enough to run into a group of
possibly unsuitable companions who were friends with the local guy who ran the
marina. I say “possibly unsuitable” because the only thing we knew about
them is that they were cute, surfers, Australian and ran a surf-wear business
called “Cousin Smoothies Surf Shoppe”. I know, right?
Impressive. Anyhow, they managed to arrange a day out on the water for
us. We had access to every possible motorized or sail driven water toy
that you could think of and we had a blast. The last part of the day we
attempted (mostly unsuccessfully) to water ski. The number one rule of
water skiing is to learn how to let go when you fall. Seriously, that is
the most difficult part to learn. They explained to us that the natural
instinct is to hold onto the bar when you fall. I thought, “Well that’s
dumb. Of course you’d let go.” But sure enough, the first time I
fell I clung on for dear life and I imagine that I looked somewhat like a gopher
tunneling under the water. I didn't let go until it registered to me that
everyone on the boat was screaming, “LET GO! LET GO!” So the second
time around I was sure that I would instantly let go. But no, I
didn't. I clung on to that bar and had to force myself to release my
grip. Time after time, I fell and each time I had to give myself that
mental slap and think, “LET GO!” I learned two things that day: 1. I
can’t water ski and 2. They really weren't kidding about that “natural instinct”
thing.
Now, I told you THAT story to tell
you this one.
One problem that I find myself
facing over and over in life is letting go. It’s kind of a thing for
me. Sometimes it’s a good thing because I hang in there with people when
sometimes others have given up and walked away. Sometimes it’s a bad
thing when I can’t let go of hurt or anger. So the theme of letting go
has been on my mind a lot lately. It’s something that I feel I constantly
need to practice.
A few days ago, Savannah and I were
having a disagreement. Shocking right? A parent and a teen
disagreeing? What we were talking about isn't even significant.
What was significant was the back and forth that we were in. It
went on much longer than it should have and neither one of us would stop.
Two days later neither one of us even remembers what we were going back and
forth about. But this I do remember, when we finally got to the point
where we separated, I felt totally exhausted. As if I’d been swimming for
miles. Frustrated and completely worn out I posted this on Facebook:
“Trying to have a logical
conversation with an emotional teen is like trying to save a hysterical person
from drowning. You go into it with good intentions but eventually you realize
that it is completely futile and eventually you wind up being pulled under
along with them. (I also like the analogy that it's like trying to
nail jell-o to a tree but I didn't come up with that one.)”
I still mean what I posted on Facebook and I try to look at
most parenting things with humor. But my comment about drowning made me
pull up that memory of my long ago attempt at skiing. Wow, that could not
be any more accurate of my discussion with Savannah although I had no one on
the boat yelling, “LET GO! LET GO!” And I did feel as if I had been
pulled under water for a good mile or two. And whose fault was
that? One hundred percent mine! Luckily, I am already fairly
self-aware that letting go is not a strong suit for me. It’s great when
it’s done in a positive manner and in that respect it’s one of my best
traits. However, when it comes to letting go of the negative stuff, I
could use a few more lessons. I have come to really believe that one of
the real keys to happiness is learning when to let go.
The truth is Happiness isn't
something you attain. Happiness is a natural state of being we have forgotten
how to nurture and experience. And then when we sometimes experience happiness
for no good reason, we are unable to prolong it, to hold on to it and make it
stay around. That’s the difference between knowing when to hang on and
when to let go.
Until then here it is, the “Letting
Go” list according to Christie:
6) Can’t let it go? Then let
that go too. No one is perfect. If you are having trouble letting
go of something don’t give up, just give it time, look at it from a different
angle, or put it on a mental shelf until you are ready to actually let it
go. It’s not always easy and you need to give yourself permission to be a
work in progress.
Most importantly is the one thing that you can NEVER let go
of, Hope. There is always another path or another solution. It
might not be the one you thought you were looking for but part of letting go is
learning to live a more relaxed and flexible life. And if you’re looking
around and think that maybe you did let go of your hope, give me a holler on
Facebook. We’ll look for it together.
Let go of all negative thoughts and attitudes and your life
will change. The light will enter and fill your entire being and the root cause
of unhappiness will forever be rooted out. Happiness is a flower that must be
cultivated and with practice you will learn to... just... let... go.
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