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Freedom:

The Art of Letting Go


By Jean Tinder

What have you released lately? 

Chances are, if you have a clear answer to that question, it was probably something that felt important to you – a relationship, a job, a dream, a prized possession, an old identity. Indeed, big things like this are tough to let go of, and I often hear the question – and even ask it myself – “When is all this releasing going to be done?” 

You’ve no doubt heard Kuthumi’s old joke, “On the way to ascension, I lost everything.” The first time he said it I laughed nervously along with everyone else. But inside, I felt a little smug. After years of loss, there was hardly anything left, so I must be pretty darn close to ascension – which meant I could finally stop losing stuff, right? Turns out that idea itself was another part of the “everything” that I had to lose. Enlightenment is an ongoing process, not a one-time light switch moment. 

Lately I’ve been feeling into the subtle notes of freedom that come from daily small surrenders. Rather than being a constant struggle with myself, these moments have become the sparkles that illuminate my days.

It started a few weeks ago when I was packing up to come home after working for six weeks in Hawaii. We’d been staying again at the CC-owned condo, familiar surroundings to which I had actually contributed in a small way. My partner and I were the first ones to stay there a couple of years ago and, although it was nicely furnished, I enjoyed acquiring a few things that rounded out the supplies – serving bowls, a salad spinner and butter dish, beach towels, potholders, and other random household niceties. But now that a long-term lease had been signed and these were our final days in the condo, what would become of all those little things I’d picked out with such care? 

I was surprised to feel a sense of loss – it wasn’t even my stuff! Then a quiet voice inside nudged me gently, “Just let go.” I was unconsciously grasping at something – and some things – whose time had come to move on. 

The inner wisdom continued, “No matter how much you love a person, a moment, or a thing, you’ll never keep it forever. So, dance with it for a while, then let it go in grace.” I smiled and shifted into gratitude for every little item that had made life easier during our stay, pondering the deep wisdom of holding everything lightly. 

Freedom

Have you ever watched clouds scud across the sky? They are constantly shifting, moving and changing; never holding, always flowing. This is freedom. 

Freedom isn’t about money, a home, a job, or even loving relationships. Freedom is the movement found in constantly letting go. 

The minute I get comfortable with a delightful situation, something happens to remind me that it’s temporary. My favorite coffee cup, faithfully there for me every morning? Yep, in pieces on the floor. The perception of myself as a kind and supportive friend? Out the window when I’m tired and worn out. Don’t even get me started on the physical stuff – skin now sprouting age spots and wrinkles, hair seasoned heavily with salt, once strong muscles now performing to a chorus of creaks and groans.

From the moment of birth, life itself is a constant process of letting go, yet humans try so hard to hold on! Most of us like the comfort of consistency, predictability, stability, and regularity. As Adamus has pointed out, we tend to select the less-scary probabilities over the life-altering potentials because, well, less releasing is required. 

Of course you’ve heard all this before. Every autumn trees demonstrate the beauty of letting go, dropping their leaves not in failure but in release, opening to the changes that bring new life. It’s a beautiful yearly lesson, but can you imagine the magic when it’s a daily, even momently thing? 

Imagine the opportunities for freedom…

Yesterday was perfect – everything flowed, love and magic were in the air, my heart was smiling – but I must let it go completely to fully receive and inhabit today.

My carefully crafted identity has always included patience, kindness, generosity, and care. But I must release the one I thought I was to be all I truly am. 

My hopes and dreams have brought me to this moment, but to bring them into this reality I must stop dreaming them. 

For years Adamus spoke of AI possibly gaining consciousness, yet now it’s becoming a reflection of our own – something far more beautiful. Instead of contradiction, I see truth evolving as expectations are released.

When my body is in pain I jump right into ‘fix it’ mode until I remember that pain is simply internal resistance – in other words, holding on. It softens when I relax into the space of what is.

I’ve always needed to feel understood. Even if you don’t agree with me, at least understand me (past life echoes, to be sure). But releasing that desperate need lets me begin to understand myself. 

There are plenty of outcomes that I hope for – the perfect weight, happy kids, clear communication, those damn gophers leaving my yard – but then what? There’s always another meal, another challenge, another day of life in all its messy wonder. Just keep letting go.

Someone recently said to me, “When I have a goal, I cling to what is known.” The new flows in only when I let go of all that’s come before. 

Even my body appreciates the letting go. How many times are my shoulders hunched, my teeth clenched, my stomach rumbling from the stress of holding on and holding up? Let go, dear body. Just let go.

Does anybody NOT have imaginary conversations where you say all the stuff that wasn’t expressed in real life? These tapes play in my head ad infinitum (but hey, at least they understand me in there…). What a relief to shrug it all away, “Oh well.”

Talking with others always triggers a million bright ideas and opinions, and I used to think I was letting people down if I kept them quiet. Turns out most aren’t looking for my opinions and letting them just float away invites peace instead of friction.

Who am I if not productive? I work a lot of weekends, sometimes 10-hour days, and still manage to feel guilty for taking time away. But letting go of my “productive self” identity allows me to be more than what I accomplish. A lot more. 

It’s so easy to see what others should be doing. “It’s almost dark, turn on your headlights!” “Don’t talk to your child like that!” “Here’s a better way to do whatever it is you’re trying to do.” My inner constable is always on high alert, but the time has come for him to retire. It’s exhausting to make sure everyone behaves, even in my imagination. When I let that go and let them be, I can finally see their divine imperfection.

Ideas, plans, dreams, goals, pretty things, ugly things, hopes for other people, expectations for myself… oh god. Just. Let. Them. Go.

I’ve spent years, lifetimes, eons in pursuit of Realization and fulfillment, and something about all that investment makes me want to grasp even harder, tighter, closer. But to fully realize and inhabit this ever-changing transformation, I simply cannot hold on to anything. 

What’s left when I let go? What happens when everything falls away? 

Well, life opens up. Energy serves me undistorted. Everything I need is there when I need it. The divine concierge can finally do her job unhindered, and she’s SO much better at organizing life than I am! Any control I thought I had was an illusion, and holding on just made everything harder for both of us. But when I let her be in charge, synchronicity reigns, magic gets real, and all is really, truly well in my creation. 

Which is all I ever wanted anyway. 


Oh, back to that question: When will all this releasing stop?

It won’t. Because freedom always means letting go, again and again.

And again.

And again.

And again…

Author

  • As Crimson Circle’s Content Manager, Jean is fulfilling her life-long dream to shine light in the world. On a spiritual journey since childhood, she found Crimson Circle in 2002, joined the staff in 2008 and never looked back. Her first book is called “Stories from My Last Lifetime”. She can be contacted via email.

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22 thoughts on “SHAUMBRA HEARTBEAT – THE ART OF LETTING GO”

  1. Thank you for this very helpful article.
    What have I released recently? My attachment to my job which I thought will end only with death and the idea that I was providing a great service. Then there came the sudden thought of retirement and I acted on it. I retired 2 months ago and loving it. Now to attend to releasing the more mundane things as well with the help of this article.
    Thank you 🙏

  2. Thank you for the beauty of your words, which allow me to hear my own heart more clearly. When I finally breathe and allow the reality of wholeness, I no longer need to add or remove anything to myself or anyone else. Then I’m able to listen fully to life singing me into being with each breath, and experience the no-thing singing uniquely as all “things” in my life and my world.

  3. When I see someone again, my liberating forgetfulness helps me to see the other person anew each time.
    Thank you for your inspiration, I always enjoy reading it. 🦋

  4. Thank you for amazing article Jean!! It so resonate with me. To let go again and again, what a beautiful skill we have to be free! 🔆

  5. Dear Jean, I always love reading your articles. Thank you. And I especially loved the analogy of “energy serving you” as a divine concierge. So much more relatable. 🤩

  6. Thank you, Jean. That was beautiful. The reason for my comment is to say how much I enjoy your very expressive reading voice. You would be a wonderful reader for audio books. Your voice just settles in and sits lightly in my heart.

  7. Denise Crispino

    Querida Jean, adoro os seus artigos!!
    Tenho muita facilidade para deixar ir coisas e pessoas até o meu trabalho que me dediquei tanto,deixei ir.Deixei ir muitas coisas,mas tem uma determinada experiência que quero muito,me dar.Essa está sendo muito difícil liberar, tenho tentado mas está difícil.
    Enfim,vou respirar,nela.
    Obrigada mais uma vez,pelo artigo!

  8. Огромная благодарность Джин за ясность и совершенство

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