At the end of my Coping and Healing groups, members are letting go by throwing things away in my magic wastebasket.
I’ve witnessed people letting go of anxiety, shame, toxic people, COVID, etc. at the end of every group.
Speaking of letting go, I have a story about Joan, seen above with the magic wastebasket. Yesterday, Joan ran into the magic wastebasket room with her favorite toy mouse in her mouth and something else, letting go of both of them. Letting go of our assumptions and expectations, we realized that Joan had captured a live bird inside our home!
Letting go of our disbelief, we watched as Joan kept letting go of the bird and capturing it again. My husband Michael grabbed the bird with some cooking tongs, holding it gently and not letting go (despite Joan’s insistence that he do so). Michael decided the best course of action was letting go of the bird outside the front door. Letting go of our worst fears that the bird was dead or grievously injured, we watched the bird fly away, seemingly okay, after Michael let it go.
Do you see letting go in any of my other images for today?
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Here’s what I find on YouTube when I search for “letting go.”
I also find this:
If you have reactions to this “letting go” post, consider letting go of them in the comments section, below.
Thanks to all who help my letting go every day in this blog, including YOU!
The Year(s) of Living Non-Judgmentally 
I’m really glad to hear that Joan’s play date with the live accidental house bird was gentle enough for a happy ending, Ann. I’ll let go of my assumptions that cats innately hunt birds with a natural vengeance.
I’m letting go of any assumptions about Joan, Mark!
Joan would like to know what happened to her new friend!
Joan is constantly making new friends!
Let’s hope there are no more fly by night ones!
When I was very young I believed my bedroom was infested with sluglike monsters I called “snuckles”. My mother had a family friend come over with a shoebox and “remove” the snuckles. Or so she claimed. She missed some and they multiplied.
I’ve long since let go of my belief in snuckles but that experience has stayed with me, and while her shoebox didn’t work I do think the magic wastebasket is still useful.
This reminds me of Aaron, when he was very young, believing that his bed was infested with stinging insects and how I helped him get rid of those. I guess we are constantly letting go of fears with the help of those who love us.
I see that you are letting go of your toilet. parting is such sweet sorrow.
Actually the toilet and the sink are letting go of their obligations and taking a vacation on the deck during construction work.
excellent, I’m sure they are enjoying the break
I like the comment about letting go of assumptions and expectations. That’ would be a really go place to begin letting go!
I like your comments, Debra!