We hear it all the time “release what's no longer serving you”
But what does it mean?
Turns out, its not as simple as pushing a button and deleting a file.
Then we think we’re doing it wrong because we’ve tried to let go of the same damn thing fifty times. Or we feel ashamed that an old wound resurfaces even after years of therapy, yoga, rituals, journaling, whatever. We assume letting go should be clean, instant, and linear… and when it’s not, we label ourselves as failure
