Surrendering to the dark night of the soul.
Take a deep breath.
Sometimes,
Surrender isn't about giving up.
It's about giving over control to a higher power.
It's about loosening my grip on what I thought should have happened by now and allowing life to move me where it needs me next.
I have been walking through a long,
Dark night of the soul.
More than a decade spent releasing,
Rebuilding,
And learning how to let life lead instead of forcing my own timing.
It has been humbling.
It has been extremely confusing.
There are seasons when I lose the map,
When all the signs that used to make sense fall away.
I try to rebuild,
But the old tools don't work anymore.
And in those moments,
I realize that surrender isn't weakness.
It's what happens when the soul finally exhausts every illusion of control.
True surrender says,
I don't need to know how this turns out to trust that I'm still being led in the right direction.
Some days,
It isn't graceful.
I might cry or feel anger or even emptiness.
I feel like I'm disappearing from the person I once was.
But maybe that's the point.
The dark night isn't punishment.
It's the dismantling of everything that can't come with me into the next chapter of my life.
So if you're here too,
In that space between endings and beginnings,
Take one deep breath and let it be your surrender.
Not to defeat,
Not to despair,
But to the sacred unfolding that's still happening underneath all of this.
I don't have to rush my way out.
I'm not falling behind.
I'm being remade,
Piece by piece,
Into someone who can finally move through life without fighting every current.
My light isn't gone.
It's just learning a different way to shine.
Thank you for taking the time to breathe with me.
Remember,
It's safe to let go.
