DSP, I am so glad that this thread poked you in the ribs today.
It's about 12 years since I first posted this and I must admit I have not attended this thread as often as I should to rethink what it means in my life today and to respond to those who have contributed to it, and for that I apologize.
I read it all through this morning and it is as meaninful today as it was 12 years ago, maybe more so because today I understand better what it all means.
Hanging on, for me, was an illusion. I felt safe hanging on...or perhaps just less fearful than letting go. In those days I could hardly discern the difference between faith and fear...both led me, one to better things and one back to the dark abyss. Thinking I could change anything in my life by hanging on to that which brought me to a bad place, was the illusion that I needed to see from a healthier perspective. Eventually, I did.
In the end, faith was the antidote to fear. As long as I hung on to faith, I could "let go" of the fear that had been my life for so many years.
Today I am more aware, I can stop in my tracks when my mind and emotions are in turmoil and ask myself "why" and "what needs to be done". Most times the answer is that I had become complacent and that I needed to take quiet time to focus on my own recovery, my faith, my actions.
I plan to revisit this thread more often. Today it was exactly what I needed to read. Who knew?
Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you're perfectly free.”