It’s funny what happens when the act of surrender becomes an unrelenting habit. When surrendering becomes a practice. Something we try, once. Maybe twice. Maybe again, and again, and again.
Surrendering can look vastly different of course, given various circumstances; one could surrender to the knowing that endlessly sweet, cream-infused coffee beverages are more sugar than they are coffee, henceforth, trying it black instead, and skipping the sugar crash. Or, one could surrender to the fact that all of the answers that feel impossibly necessary to our very beings to possess, about our careers, our relationships, and perhaps even our entire life’s vocation (and possess RIGHT NOW, I might add), are not, in fact, necessary to have in our here and now. Our beings are not under threat for not having them, and our vocations are not at odds with us because we don’t know them yet. With such a surrender, our minds are free to be present instead. To not solely concern ourselves with all the cards we’re missing, all the plays we can’t make. To not constantly be waiting for the shoe to drop.
Rather, to step up and in to our lives in a way that allows us to meet us where we are, not where we’re constantly hoping to be.
If surrender can be understood as the act of letting go, and habit can be understood as an act of practicing, of honing, and of indefinitely refining.. The habit of surrender of can be accepted simply as a practice of letting go. Committing one’s self to releasing all that is unknown & uncertain, and instead choosing the present, the here and now, as a north star on the only thing that is required. In this space of presence, comes a fun play that’s accessible to all of us, right at our fingertips- engaging the conscious with the subconscious.
Recently having read The Power of the Subconscious Mind by Joseph Murphy, a few particularly interesting practices have sparked some thoughts; firstly, just how much lighter it felt to speak positivity to one’s self, even if what’s being thought/said didn’t necessarily feel the most true or factual in the moment. The lightness that comes from speaking bright, beaming joy into one’s mind or immediate space almost immediately brings with it some sort of brilliant energy shift. It sounds bizarre, but it’s fascinatingly true. Secondly, the more often one practices such a process and engages with this surrender from the echo-chamber of maybe too-much-realism to maybe too-much-surrealism (does that even exist? I think no), the more these positive thoughts seem to seep into one’s every day. So much so, in fact, that looking back on the every-day comings and goings mere weeks ago feels like a lifetime ago. A completely different space, both in the physical and psychological. The sun is brighter, even if there are clouds. The coffee tastes sweeter, even with not a grain of sugar. The pep has been thoroughly added to the step, so to speak. It’s sort of like magic, really.
It’s interesting to notice; even more interesting to recount it now, with these words as evidence that real change has been propagated, all thanks to this book recommended to me some months ago.
It’s become a dedicated practice now, this habit of surrender. Of breathing life-giving personal rhetoric in to each day, and exhaling all that is not, all that is out of one’s control. It feels lighter. Almost aerial. Nutritious, to the soul, the body, and the mind.
The cards in-hand feel so much easier to play.
some little nothings 