“Sometimes the place you are used to is not where you belong.”
I woke up this morning in mental quicksand. I had a dream that elaborated and twisted about a situation that happened years ago in real-life. A situation I hadn’t thought of in years. One that never found fairness in my eyes, because no matter how I explained my intent, I was already found guilty by the other party. The whole thing left me feeling icky and rotten.
By noon, I hadn’t shaken the ick and realized I needed to try to process why my day was clouded by fog. I kept coming back to my dream. In the dream, the person who felt I had wronged them, sent me flowers with a card that started with, “Let it go…” (Which you cannot read without singing it like Elsa, even in dreams apparently.)
So, I tried. I sang in my heart to “Let it go, let it go.” Which were the only words I knew of that song. I pulled up the lyrics, and got the chills. Yep, from a dang Disney cartoon. Chills.
“Let it go, let it go
Can’t hold it back anymore.
Let it go, let it go
Turn away and slam the door
I don’t care what they’re going to say
Let the storm rage on
The cold never bothered me anyway.”
I so wish I was like Elsa, mainly for the thickness of her braid, but also that words and cold wouldn’t bother me. Throughout the years, I’ve gathered more layers of skin and insulation (literally and figuratively), yet I’ve allowed myself to still be bothered by some cold shoulders. Sometimes to the point that it consumes me from within and mutes my joy.
Deep down, past the ego and into the essence, I know these cold shoulders are God’s effort to help me pivot towards the direction I’m supposed to be headed towards. A favorite Friend’s episode is of Ross, and some of the gang, unsuccessfully moving a couch up stairs and him yelling, “PIVOT! PIVOT!” His is the voice in my head when I turn to walk down a dead end road, knowing it isn’t a mentally or emotionally healthy choice. PIVOT!
“Sometimes the place you are used to is not where you belong.”
But where we are used to is so comfortable, there is already a spot in the cushion the shape of our bottom. I heard the other day, “Better the devil you know than the devil you don’t.” But, is it really better? Sounds like someone made that up to justify not changing. I can’t say I blame them, I understand a strong justification game.
Oh, to let it go and pivot. The injustice of someone telling lies about you…let it go. The unfairness of your story not being shared…let it go. Your precious energy spent trying to fix something that can’t be solved by one party alone…Let. It. Go. Pivot.
Own your part and send them love. Let it go and pivot on my friend.
My precious niece, showing us how to Let It Go. Arms and heart open.
Sometimes the place of an injury turns out to be the same source of our greatest healing. You can’t begin the healing until you let go of what is burning you. Whether the burn is from fire or ice, they hurt the same.
Let it go.
Free your mind, and the rest will follow. (I just made that up, it did not come from a 1990’s En Vogue song, why would you even think that?) Free people, free people. If Ross taught us anything, it’s that you can’t free yourself from a jam unless you pivot.
Pivot. Let it Go. And free yourself beloved.
Then buy the t-shirt.
