When I was younger, my grandmother in India used to talk quite often about how the tree that bends itself ends up surviving the storm and the tree that stands rigid gets blown away with its roots.
One day I told her about a strong disagreement with a close friend and she said to me: yield, surrender, say sorry.
Your strength does not lie in holding on to your position no matter what. At times, it is wiser to step back and wait, then when all is calm, step up and have your say. You will not be speaking from the same place anymore. And you will have other results as a consequence, perhaps the unexpected will flow and 20 years down the road, as you sit next to your old friend, you will feel love and gratitude for her continuing presence in your life.
And she was so right…
True strength does not come from being hard, it comes from accepting your vulnerability, It does not come from being in control, very often it comes from surrendering it. It does not come from holding on to your position at all times, sometimes it is developed by silently retreating from it.
When life throws you a shock, brings you some pain, shakes your world up – Accept.
Let life move through you, feel the pain and let yourself melt, dissolve, shatter and fold.
You might at first refuse, resist, deny and explode, run away or ram into, scream, holler, weep and say no no no!
Sometimes this is what we do and this is what we need to do, till we come to a point at last, to the place eventually, that simply lets go…
Then we stand up to face whatever it is that has come knocking at our door.
We accept, we let it in, we make space within and everything changes, everything flows once more. In this flowing, a new story begins to unfold.
It is all Lila, all play. My grandmother used to say…
Stand still, let it wash over you, and then even this new story might fade away and make place for yet another.
Hold it all lightly not tightly. Everything that comes your way – hold it so lightly that you are holding nothing at all anymore.
Thus, in the middle of chaos, uncertainty, not knowing, and all kinds of strangeness,
You will still be Home…