Finite Bodies : The Season of Letting Go

 

I have been learning that letting go is not always a decision.

 

Sometimes it is simply the moment you realize you cannot keep carrying what has already changed.

 

These flowers came from that place: still open, still soft, still reaching for light-- while the season turns beneath them.

 

I am trying to trust that not everything leaving is a loss.

 

Some things are making space.