Let It Go

Phuket, October 2023

I am having a little awakening these last few days. I am letting things go.

When my voice gets louder and strict, Seneca beats the floor with his hand. It is a straight response to what he is experiencing. I know this. I still do it. I need more self-control.

I have good results when I let things be the way they are. I know this too.

We are heading back on the road. I am having fears. But they pass fast when I remind myself what I have already lived. Things turned out okay. Everything will be okay.

I want to stop talking for no reason. Time is too precious.

Let it fucking go for once and for all.

I am tired of worrying. There is no point to these emotions. They are based on past experiences. On fears, on future expectations. Things that don’t exist yet.

Pointless to worry. From now on, I am letting go.

Take a long breath and be here with it — from the expansion of my lungs, filling with the oxygen outside of my body, to the release of it back into the air around me.

I am sharing the atmosphere with my little baby Seneca, my dear son.