Letting Go... The Franciscan Challenge

Becoming Free of a Grudge

One way of becoming free of a grudge seems so simple, but is actually not that easy:

* Reflect on who is actually getting hurt from the grudge? Not the person against whom you are holding a grudge, but you are! The feeling and scene plays and replays in your mind and you suffer! Why are you doing this to yourself? What benefit are you receiving?

* If you can go deeper, try to figure out why this feeling has attached itself to you. The nature of the grudge and understanding its dynamics are very important to be free of such unhealthy feeling. Was your self-image hurt? If so, do you really value that person's opinion that much? If it was a betrayal, seek your true friends and value them. Don't waste your time nor your energy with people who don't understand what it means to be a friend.

* Practice compassion with all persons. Before you know it, it will become a good "habit" which will make you happier, the people who you touch and the whole world a little better!

A Season of Letting Go

The season of “letting go” has arrived! This month begins with a reminder of our future life in heaven with the celebration of All Saints Day. We then are reminded to let go of those we love as we celebrate All Souls Day. Letting go of those we love does not mean we forget them. We hold them in our hearts, prayers, and our treasured memories.

 As the leaves dance off the trees and fall to the ground, they show us how lovely letting go can be. As the leaves fall, they are not sad about letting go. They are making space for new leaves that will rise in spring with new life, but only if the old ones surrender and let go. As we let go, we do not change colors like the leaves, but we do change. Letting go of stuff in our lives allows us to become the person God wants us to be.

For Newness to Grow

Why do I hold onto so much? Why do I not let go of the thousand thoughts that fill my brain, stuff in my memory that whirls around like leaves caught in Autumn's self-clearing breeze? And why do the leaves twist, almost screaming in the wind? Pride. They do not want to give up what is already not theirs.

Ah, so we come to the truth of the matter, which is why autumn in our north country is so rightly called Fall. Fall. Colder winds and rains tear off leaves so dearly held for nine months of tightly clasped, oh-so-important leaf-called mortal things.

The trees lose everything they have worn as winter once again creeps its return, hiding in frosted mornings that slip into awareness as slyly as a cat stalks its mouse-prey. And both are stripped naked, giving way to the truth of their bare reality: death.

For newness to grow, many things must be let go. The dearness of the trees' seeming riches: leaves. And nuts, fruits and seeds. The tree holds tightly to these things. Yet she cannot prevail against winter's wise pruning. There must be room for inner grace of yearning. A stripping off of Fall's dead leaves, no matter how lovely, must open us into a new way of being: an emptiness that yearns for more in the less, for a different holding in the need for owning—a simplicity of being in the empty nest's offering: “Fill me instead with Thee,” cries the Tree. “That I may live free of me. Birth me into God's simplicity.”

Teach me what to hold and what to let fall. It may not be things at all. It may be to see in the eyes of that Sister, the Divine Brother, Who gazes with a love that shows me my sister (and/or my brother) are of one to another.

Bound in burning leaf colors, Heart of the Other tells us that Stuff is not going to stumble us if we keep our eyes and heart on the Other, Who is our Brother in every Way, the only Truth to be trusted and Who is Life unto an eternity of becoming a sister, a brother to Love.

Then will we forever dance with Divine Life, warmed by the Son's soft breath, the Father's immensity teaching us the kindness of true humility and the Spirit weaving strands of leaf lights: infinity of beauty, in the God of pure Unity.

She is looking again, this Sister of our mutual Divine Brother, but what do I see now?! A kind amusement. I think she is humoring me. And I am grateful, because our Brother is smiling quite openly. What a time we shall have with Love in eternity!