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letting go | letting go

mariette-ana-papic's picture
Mar.17.2011
Letting go, oh how I love to do it! How many times do you hear yourself or someone say that? Probably not all that often. It's hard to let go and in fact I don't generally do it without some hemming or hawing. Last year I packed up my studio and put my life in storage. A pretty traveled person to...
michelle-chambers's picture
Mar.17.2011
Letting go The art of letting go, is one of the hardest things that we often face in life.  I can’t pick a specific example to give to you, as there have been many things in my life that I have had to let go of…. most of them have been within my control, like the time that I wanted to be a...
ron-lavalette's picture
Mar.17.2011
(I admit to having nothing fresh for the "Letting Go" challenge.  FALLEN AWAY has been prviously published at The Comstock Review.) Fallen Away I don't know when it happened;I let it all fall away. I let it fall on the long drive to work in the morningin the sunlight, let it fall crossing...
rina-macasaet's picture
Mar.15.2011
I was caught off guard and unaware with a conversation that started out pleasant but turned out to be loaded with tension. I hate that I was unable to get rid of the agony inside of me caused by one’s interior struggles.  My life or hers?  I did not know what to make of the throes coming from the...
sherrie-theriault's picture
Feb.18.2011
February 18     Hiding     “Defeat is what you make of it,” says my sponsor.  “Fighting a thousand secret battles when you claim that you want peace is not right.  The agony of defeat is when you keep on fighting.  There is no honor in waving the white flag, but never laying...
rina-macasaet's picture
Feb.03.2011
I stand from a distance, watching. Better that way so I don’t see the warts up close.   Or is it the other way around? It’s my flaws that I am afraid of showing.   Sometimes it’s better this way… Watching, remembering from a distance.   The timing is off and there are no words for...
john-traficante's picture
Feb.02.2011
On loss.What Inspired Me to Help Homeless People and Animals -About Instincts, Letting Go, and Moving Forward into a Greater Purpose Growing up I always had a great love for people and animals; however, to make a long story as short as I can, about ten years ago I had a small dog name Phoebe....
patricia-struntz's picture
Dec.31.2010
We were surprised this past week to hear the familiar chirping of a Titmouse on the patio. After all, it has been very wintery with blustery rains and bitterly cold temperatures. Could this be one of a pair that has inhabited the same birdhouse in CiCi’s Garden for the past five years?...
patricia-struntz's picture
Dec.24.2010
The week before Christmas and I’ve been sick. The past two days have been a complete wash. My husband brought me chicken soup yesterday, and my sweet little cat has provided a warm log of comfort as I’ve drifted in and out of sleep, never getting completely through any one of the Hallmark...
patricia-struntz's picture
Dec.05.2010
A coyote is raised up with one paw on my arm, snapping at CiCi who I hold tightly to my chest, dodging as best I can to avoid her being bitten or taken. I wake up with my heart pounding and nearly knock CiCi from her place on the bed next to me as I lunge into an upright position. The following...