During the past weeks, I often posted, read, and experienced what a blessing and relief it is to stop controlling life. Some things we can but some things just happen. The most beautiful things in life only unfold when we stop forcing and controlling out of fear it wouldn’t turn out the way we want or out of fear we could lose something. But that’s not true. Things that are about to unfold are meant to unfold. But in believing, we might keep control over the unfolding and the way how things are supposed to unfold we simply scrunch the fragile flower that just started to open up.

The most beautiful unfolding happens when we let go. The most beautiful unfolding gets to our highest good when we step out of the way, cherish it, be grateful for it, stand in awe, and simply watch the flower grow. Isn’t it wonderful? The way we went through life in the first place spread the seeds. In letting go of the need to water the seed until we drown it we give life the opportunity to surprise us with miracles. Life has its own way of getting things done. Although we might think that we know better we could never ever know life’s wisdom and creativity. I love this life with everything in it.

“Whatever I went through made me who I am – I would do it again” is part of the chorus of my song I would do it again.

When I sat down at my laptop in order to write this post I saw that Amanda just posted something. When I read it I was astonished by what she wrote about. It was as if we had similar thoughts and feelings. This amazed me since it confirmed my feelings as well. Please read her post. She found the most wonderful and heartfelt words about life. https://insidethelifeofmoi.wordpress.com/2015/03/17/dear-life/  I quote a sentence that touched me a lot: We only have so much control over our destinies, but the beauty lies very much in watching it unfold.

I am coming to an end now with a poem I remembered. I read it in a book that had become the last puzzle piece in order to start changing my life. It was Wayne Dyer’s Your Sacred Self. I recently did a post about the miracle around that book. Now here is the poem about getting your fingers off of life’s perfect organization in order to make your life the most fulfilling experience ever!

Broken Dreams – Lauretta Burns

As children bring their broken toys
with tears for us to mend
I brought my broken dreams to God
because He is my friend.
But then, instead of leaving Him
in peace to work alone
I hung around and tried to help
with ways that were my own.
At last, I snatched them back and cried,
“How can you be so slow?”
“My child,” He said, “What could I do…
you never did let go.”

In Love and Light!