One minute up–seeing someone’s dream come true, the next minute down–recognizing my limitations.  “Surrender Dorothy!” is a phrase that keeps coming to me.  But then I eat what I shouldn’t, get lazy when I should move, indulge instead of take action.  That’s not exactly surrender though.

Letting things go isn’t the same as making decisions.  Or is it?  If I make a decision to let something go I guess that is a release.  “No” they say, “is a complete sentence.”  But saying “no” to a boss, or to my partner, doesn’t feel very powerful.  It makes me feel less than I should be.  Or is that just codependency saying “You should be all you can be all the time for everyone.”

Now THAT’s impossible, I know that much.

Today I will ride the waves of the soft rain and let the water, tears, piss, moan, yes, no, possibilities and probabilities just flow where they will flow.  I am not in charge of the river, that’s for sure.  And I trust the River Maker, Sky Painter, Earth Tender, Life Designer, as much as I trust my skin in this life.  Lucky for me I trust Her more than my life.  I claim each minute to live my life as, for and with Her, the infinitely adored, ever cherishing Rain Giver.