On my way to Seattle from Portland, I had a good chat with a fellow train traveler. Talked about work, life, culture, history, etc. After some silence, he pulled a paper from his bag and showed me a poem given to him by a friend – ‘Letting Go Takes Love’. I took notice of the words ‘letting go’. How interesting! When I began this journey, I’ve written on my journal on Day 1: “…But I guess most, if not all, journeys begin by letting go, by saying goodbye to something, or someone…” And I did. A stranger reminded me that today. He had no clue how much it meant to me. 
To let go does not mean to stop caring, it means I can’t do it for someone else.
To let go is not to cut myself off, it’s the realization I can’t control another.
To let go is not to enable, but allow learning from natural consequences.
To let go is to admit powerlessness, which means the outcome is not in my hands.
To let go is not to try to change or blame another, it’s to make the most of myself.
To let go is not to care for, but to care about.
To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive.
To let go is not to judge, but to allow another to be a human being.
To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes,
but to allow others to affect their destinies.
To let go is not to be protective, it’s to permit another to face reality.
To let go is not to deny, but to accept.
To let go is not to nag, scold or argue,
but instead to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.
To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires,
but to take each day as it comes and cherish myself in it.
To let go is not to criticize or regulate anybody, but to try to become what I dream I can be.
To let go is not to regret the past, but to grow and live for the future.
To let go is to fear less and love more and to let go and to let God, is to find peace!
Remember: The time to love is short.
- author unknown
