I have fought hard against the ease of life, the exquisitely simple, intricate, and holy essence of me.

 I have found death in the details. Drowning inside of plans I don’t need, perfection I don’t care about.

The sacred hangs heavy on the tree and rots abundantly on the ground.

As Julian of Norwich tells us, “In falling and rising again we are held in the same precious love.” Only to the extent that we let go into change can we live in harmony with those around us and with our own true nature. No matter what the situation, awakening requires trust: trust in the greater cycles of life, trust that something new will eventually be born, trust that whatever is, is perfect. Wise letting go is not a detached removal from life. It is the heart’s perfect embrace of life itself, a willing opening to the full reality of the present. … It is here that the heart learns the secret: that to let go is to embrace what is true. 

After the Ecstasy, the Laundry