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Letting Go

 Hello Thio, 


It has been a pleasure meeting you. It’s a rare coincidence to see characters like you in everyday life. Firstly, let me ask you a few urgent questions. I hope I am not intruding but I wonder how did you manage to do it. To suffer so much but forgive so faithfully; to be swallowed by despair but find your own way up again. To witness the death of your beloved ones, but able to carry on. What sort of things helped you become who you are?. There are no shortcuts, I understand, however, there should be something unique about you. Special practices or old wisdom that you have resurrected


Or maybe you observe the world differently. Your eyes do not perceive reality as we do. Your brain distinctly handles time. Making you able to abandon the past and enjoy the present. Most people are stuck in the past. They are unable to free themselves from their illusions. I am one of them I admit. But this is the curse of having a human mind. It doesn’t let things go readily


It’s hard to start again. It’s exhausting and soul-crushing. Nevertheless, you have proven to us that there is a way out. There is something that can be done about it. That we are not utterly hopeless and there is a light


Sorry, for asking so much. I just want to be free like you. Free from all old memories; I want to forget and forgive. To live in the now, with no more illusions. To accept that certain things will never be as they used to be


I am getting better, time is going to heal me eventually, I do believe. But, there are numerous scars inside. No matter what I do they don’t disappear. Is their existence inevitable and I have to live with them or is there a way in which I fully recovered? To be a whole person again; to be complete

Hope to hear back from you





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