Eckhart Tolle has written, “Some changes look negative on the surface but you will soon realize that space is being created in your life for something new to emerge.” Let’s admit it, our lives are pretty full. Most of us have limited amounts of free time. So is it any wonder that when something new is ready to be birthed in our life, space must be made? If we are walking with intention, we may actually be aware that something has to give and put forth effort to make the space. But if we fail to recognize the need to create room for emergence, sometimes the Universe provides! If only we can remain present with the fact that when something comes to an end, when something leaves or fails to thrive, it may and often is because the need for space is active. Our soul is often aware of this and if we are able to check in and be fully present with our truth we will see that loss is necessary in all of life. Endings, even those that bring some sadness or regret, are important to the birthing of newness in our lives.
If we can accept this with grace then the sadness of loss is fleeting, as we stay present with the possibilities. We stop trying to cling to what must go, whether it is a relationship, a situation or a hope. We learn to step aside and allow our soul the access to new beginnings and the powerful energies that reside there.
This changes the perspective on loss, for me. That is not to say I don’t experience sadness when something ends or my efforts fail to produce the results I had hoped for. I am human after all and have emotions. But I do not let these emotions rule my understanding of my truth. I allow the sadness to flow through me and release it so that I can then embrace the promise of new emerging opportunities. Regrets are few, for I cannot go back and change. All I can do is observe, learn, embrace the lesson and carry it forward with me to the next step in life. Things flow much more smoothly when I stay present with this realization and put it to practice in my daily life.
Blessings ~ Lisa
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