Pining is something that I do not relish in. Yet pining I was. Like most things you can continue on a path or you can deviate. Pining is a physical action and I could choose to cease whenever I wanted to. My fear was that if I made such a choice the “color” would change or leave me altogether, and that there would be a “hole” in my heart. Not so… the color and all of the warmth is still there. Yet something is different. The anxiety and fear has gone. The heart has compenstated. Letting go is such a cool and cleansing thing!
Sometimes it is not what someone does or says… it’s what is not done or spoken. Clarity is beautiful! Life is good… on with life!
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