On Letting Go
Letting go of one useless thing creates a little more space. Removing one unnecessary burden lightens the weight of being. Avoiding one act of waste restores a measure of spirit. And then — you turn the page to a new chapter of life.
We keep too many things: objects, attachments, ideas, people. They may not harm us, yet they quietly occupy the room where the soul should breathe. To release, to stop, to simplify — is another form of maturity.
No matter the age, one must keep challenging oneself. Dendritic branches grow only through new experiences — each attempt, even failure, forges new connections with the world. To stay alert is to stay alive, to remain in harmony with life itself.
I expect myself to live more truthfully, more honestly — to accept, even to like, every uneven part of who I am. Only then can I truly like the world.
I am too curious about the future to linger in the past. After many detours, I have grown from an adult back into a child, from a thinker into an ordinary person.
And that path — was not a wrong one. To become a child again, I had to experience foolishness and guilt, error and disgust, illusion and loss. Yet things were meant to be this way — not a mistake, but a return.
As the old saying goes: “Misfortune hides within fortune, fortune lies within misfortune.” Change knows no limit; depth has no bottom. Gain and loss, rise and fall — the balance restores itself. Only through non-attachment can one move freely.
A person with a clean mind, clear thoughts, and no excess emotion or illusion brings a sense of safety to others. They neither harm nor self-harm, neither cause trouble nor become one.
In some sense, this is a form of discipline — a quiet virtue of restraint. And within that stillness, we return to ourselves — clean, calm, and free.