Novel & Cerita The Power Of Letting Go

"A competitive and insecure woman will tell you that “true love” is never giving up on someone you're in love with. A confident and spiritual woman knows that “moving on” doesn't mean you never loved someone. She realizes that letting go is what God needs her to do because both your happiness and hers requires taking different journeys for spiritual growth. Letting go is sometimes the hardest thing, but it is the most “real love” you will ever experience." Shannon L. Alder Keenan's POV

A beaming sun lays warmth along highway forty-six and stagnating heat pours in through the windows. The glaring road winds ahead of her like something wild and free. It curves left and right, then left again, rising and falling with the hills. In that easy, thrilling yet relaxing way which evokes the sensation of riding a roller coaster. Gracie has driven this stretch countless times each time, resonating with it, her mind, body, and spirit experiencing cohesion in nature. The particular loosening which transpires with open roads, blue skies, hill views- minimal vehicles along the winding road. Nothing and no one asking anything of her. Just relax, breathe in the warm late summer air, marvel

The resentment built up over the years finally erupted, and I was the trigger. "When you were with Henry back then, I tried hard to separate you both. I looked down on you because you were an illegitimate child, and I gave you a hard time. I'm sorry…" "It's fine. It doesn't matter anymore." I interrupted her. "We have decided to leave here. If you're willing, we'll transfer the company's rights to you as compensation." I shook my head and rejected her. I no longer wanted to have anything to do with them. "There's no need, Mrs. Steinfeld. I'm going to live my own life now."

He understood immediately. I knew. Kane didn't want us to stop him. It was better to let him leave with the dignity of a pack Alpha. As I watched his figure fade into the distance before finally being swallowed by the waves, I realized that once two people had drifted apart, they were destined to never meet again in this lifetime.

I could feel his chest expand, then slowly deflate—guiding me to follow suit. "If you ask, how do you let go? Not by forgetting. Not by pretending it doesn’t hurt. Letting go is accepting that a part of them will stay with us in a different way. You’ll see it in the first step that child takes when they run again. You’ll hear it in the laughter that fills the dining room once more. And when you fight again—because you will fight again—you’ll carry their courage at the tip of your claws."

At any costs, to give up and allow power to flow freely? Breath tightening, the energy tendrils pulsed once again, causing Gemini to gasp. Time was not on her side. She breathed out deeply, trembling, and closed her eyes. She told herself to let go. Give the power a chance. She let go of the power slowly, allowing it to grow inside of her without restraint. The tentacles all about her reacted instantly, shooting forward as though they sensed her capitulation. The hurt got worse, and for a few second, she believed she had done something very wrong.

"So you are really giving up on him?" “I am not giving up," I corrected gently. "I am letting go. There is a difference. Giving up means I still want it but I'm too tired to fight. Letting go means I finally understand it was never meant to be mine in the first place." "That sounds sad," Nyra whispered.

Love includes the word LIBERATION. Sometimes it's very hard to move on, but once you do, you'll realize it's the best decision you've ever made. No matter why things are changing, we need to be able to let go and move on. Some people believe holding on and hanging in there are signs of great strength. However, there are times when it takes much more strength to know when to let go and then do it. Because if you're brave enough to say goodbye, life will reward you with a new hello.

“Just one. That’s all I ask for.” I don’t think there could have been any better place for me to understand that we are just a speck of dust in this massive existence. Our problems are trivial little things we let consume us, and if there is a way, we can somehow look past them, this big world has so much to offer, so much to see, so much to love. Nothing could’ve been more freeing to know that it’s not the world revolving around us, it’s us revolving around the sun. It’s me who needs to let go. It’s me who needs to stop fighting and let the gravitation of fate take control. That doesn’t mean I’m letting it shape my future. Of course not, the decisions are still mine to make. It is just the

"Look at me." I forced my eyes to focus on him. He was close now. Close enough that the power between us crackled like lightning. "You are in control," he said. "Not the power. Not the rage. Not the fear. You. Choose to let it go. Don't let it take you with it." I focused on his words. On the silver of his eyes that matched the power in my blood. On the certainty in his voice that I could do this. Slowly, very slowly, the power began to recede. The light faded. The pressure in the air eased.