Three Hundred Eighteen.
Giving up control and admitting that I'm powerless over...well, anything, really...is a difficult task. It's counterintuitive. I always feel like I can do something to set things moving the way I want them to move. But not this. And that's a really tough pill to swallow. I'm still struggling to accept that try as I might, this is not something I can control. I have to let go and have faith that the universe is going to take care of the rest.
Heart, please start listening to Head sometime soon.
Three Hundred Eighteen.
Giving up control and admitting that I'm powerless over...well, anything, really...is a difficult task. It's counterintuitive. I always feel like I can do something to set things moving the way I want them to move. But not this. And that's a really tough pill to swallow. I'm still struggling to accept that try as I might, this is not something I can control. I have to let go and have faith that the universe is going to take care of the rest.
Heart, please start listening to Head sometime soon.