Letting go and taking flight

Where did the time go? As I sit here at 9:15 PM CST on July 31st, I’m amazed that August is already upon us. This month flew by. I know part of the reason: I spent several weeks traveling out of the country. It’s incredible how stepping away from home can shift your perspective. You realize there’s so much more happening in the world than what exists in your usual circle—and in that realization, you often start to let go of things you've been holding onto.

Letting go isn't easy. It can mean releasing pain, sorrow, doubt, and fear. These emotions often become companions—like an old blanket you've carried for years. It's familiar, even if it's scratchy, worn, and full of holes. It’s yours, and only you can choose to release it.

But as the fabric frays and the holes grow wider, you start to notice the flaws. You step away and realize there are softer, cleaner, more durable versions of comfort available to you. That’s when reflection begins. Why have you held onto this for so long? When you’re finally ready to let it go, it might feel like a tug-of-war—but it is possible.

You are more than capable of not only stepping away but also walking those extra ten steps that truly move you forward. And yes, it’s okay to admit that what’s been holding you back has been you. That doesn’t mean external factors—people, situations, and circumstances—haven’t played a part. But ultimately, it’s up to you to make the physical and mental shift in a new direction.

And once you do—once you begin to fly—the wind might lift you or push you off course. But your wings are still there. You might have to flap harder at first, especially if you’re flying low. That’s okay. You’ll get stronger. You’ll become more confident in your direction and your ability. Soon, you'll find yourself flying higher and farther than before.

Right now, I’m somewhere in that middle altitude. I’m still climbing. Still moving forward. It gets bumpy sometimes—that’s the nature of the wind. But returning home this month has reminded me how far I’ve come. Even at a lower height, I’ve had moments where I’ve truly soared.

And next month? I know I’ll be even higher.