in a conversation with both myself
and a friend,
‘allowing’ has been a main topic.
the older i get, the more i believe in it.
i can still be way too slow to allow,
but more and more i begin.
when we allow.
for things to come,
for things to leave,
for things to be there,
for things to not be there,
for life to unfold as it will,
the more space we make.
the more space we make
the less grabbing we do.
the less holding on.
the more being present to living happens.
and somewhere in there, is magic.