Let go and the words will come
A few weeks ago, my soon-to-be daughter-in-law asked me to give a toast at her and my son’s wedding this Saturday because in her words, “you’re a writer and good with words.” I thought sure. No problem. I’d be honored.
Then as the days went on and no ideas came except maybe reading a love poem (which would be nice but not very original), I began to panic. How do I gather up the events of our life together—mother and son—in two minutes? How do I convey the meaning of the journey my son and his bride are embarking on?
The more I thought about it, the more overwhelmed I became. I’ve spoken at other events—my graduation, in front of groups of business people, in front of students, at my aunt’s funeral and my mother’s funeral—but I began to doubt I was up for this occasion.
When I get into a panic like this, there’s only one thing I know I can do—let it go. So, I did. And a funny thing happened as I was watering the garden this morning—it all came to me. The words, the gestures, the audience participation, the poem at the end—everything came as if it were a play being acted out in front of me.
I’m reminded again and again that the more I try to force something to come, the more I push it away. When I let go and allow the world to come to me is when the magic happens—whether it’s writing a toast, imagining a character, or earning a living.
Are you stuck somewhere in your life or writing? Ask yourself how you can let it go so it will come back to you.
An especially nice post since I’m doing precisely the same thing next Saturday! Have a lovely wedding. Thank you for sharing. Jane
Thanks, Jane. You too! We’re all so excited here 🙂
Yes, I understand this. It seems that when I try to press for inspiration it does not come. But when I relax and let go, it always finds me.