I have a problem with letting go.
So I went on a walk to the place that personifies what I need to let go and as I walked back I picked some petals off the flowers. I held onto the petals. I felt their soft, luxurious touch. Admired their pink and white gradual colour. Thought about the process of growth. And how now they would eventually crumble apart due to being picked. The wind was high and strong. I held each petal out towards the sky, let it go and watched the wind take it away. One by one I let go of each petal and set it free to move on.
I need to do this with certain events of my pass. Let them pass. Let myself move on. Let go and live.