{"id":348,"date":"2011-08-08T05:00:00","date_gmt":"2011-08-08T05:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/720e6d9a-8bba-4530-9849-6b2d0103e6d5"},"modified":"2011-08-08T05:00:00","modified_gmt":"2011-08-08T05:00:00","slug":"remembrance-a-story-of-letting-go","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/?p=348","title":{"rendered":"Remembrance: A Story of Letting Go"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Once upon a time Made asked the Maker to teach it about letting go.<\/font><\/p>\n

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\u201cI will need to Make you differently in order for you to learn that,\u201d said the Maker.<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

\u201cAlright,\u201d said Made, \u201cas long as I will be able remember the Way I Am Now.\u201d<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

\u201cYou will,\u201d said the Maker, \u201cin fact, that remembrance will be the door to your success, but in order to remember and in order to learn about letting go, you will need to experience forgetting.\u201d<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

And so the Maker recreated Made.  And Made was given hands, feet, and the senses.  Made became, in short\u2014Human.  And in order to learn about letting go, humans were made to grasp.<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

And while the Maker was working, Made asked: \u201cTell me what you are doing.\u201d<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

\u201cI am making you Human.  Your fingers and the structure of your hand will be able to grab hold of things\u2014to draw things to your body for use and inspection. Your feet will be able to grasp the ground and then push it away thus creating the ability to move\u2014but the grasping comes first.  Your eyes will be nothing more than truncated limbs that will be able to take in what they see.  You will be able to feel when someone is looking at you, for eyes truly touch.  And you will be given other senses\u2014smell, hearing, taste\u2014and they will all seek to take-in, to gather, to bring in towards your body experiences that will help you begin to remember.  Even your mind will want to grasp things\u2014ideas, perceptions, dreams.  And all of this grasping, grappling, grabbing, touching, and holding\u2014will keep you stuck on Earth\u2014until that is, you remember, and then learn to let go.\u201d<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

\u201cAnd how will I learn that?\u201d asked the newly formed Human.<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

\u201cYou will grasp and hold onto things until those actions and attitudes hurt too much.  Then you will learn to let go.\u201d<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

\u201cYou mean I will have to feel pain in order to learn how to let go?\u201d asked the Human.<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

\u201cYes, there\u2019s some tiny glitch in the system I\u2019ve created.  Letting go hurts sometimes, but not as much as the holding onto things.\u201d<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

\u201cA glitch in the system?  I thought you created perfection.\u201d<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

\u201cI did.  The glitch is your misuse of freedom, and that\u2019s not really a glitch so much as a lesson that needs to be learned.\u201d<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

\u201cAlright,\u201d said the Human, \u201cwhen do I get to go?\u201d<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

\u201cAnytime you want.\u201d<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

\u201cHow about now?\u201d<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

\u201cNow\u2019s fine.\u201d<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

\u201cWhat do I do?\u201d<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

\u201cLet go.\u201d<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

\u201cOh, I see,\u201d said the Human, tears suddenly forming in her eyes.<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

\u201cGood bye,\u201d said the Maker weeping quietly, \u201cI love you.\u201d<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

And as the Human began descending the spiral staircase to Earth, she called up, \u201cHey! Love is holding onto things, right?\u201d<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

The Maker laughed and said, \u201cNo, love is the ultimate letting go.\u201d<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n

And the Human, while walking down those silver, rainbow-dappled stairs, began to be filled with both wonder and fear, for she began forgetting where she had come from and where she was going.  Her memories dropped away like pine cones from a shaken tree.  And as her last memory fell away and she stepped into the waiting egg, she understood how much the Maker loved her.  The Maker loved her enough to let her go.<\/p>\n

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