This week on the Boake, learning to surrender.

The night comes and we give ourselves permission to dissolve into the rest of darkness.

We let go of all the valleys and rivers we wished across and our dreams for some distant

future.

We allow ourselves the gift of rest, returning to the calmness of our breath, the silence

of our minds and the heavenly dance with the night's curious dreams.

When we wake in the morning, as our eyes open, we slowly begin to step back into our

minds' voice.

We dress ourselves, not just in clothing, but with all of the things we neatly placed

in our bedside while we slept.

We look outside our windows, longingly for our place in the stars.

Not noticing we are the ones weighing ourselves down.

Subconsciously we adorn ourselves in yesterday's news and the rejuvenation we have earned

from our sleep is quickly exchanged for heavy and worn out ideas of what our lives could

look like if only we could somehow get to where we were going.

We walk invisibly cocooned with all of the things we wish to control.

We think that by keeping these things close, that we will be able to manage them.

If we keep our worries in plain sight, we will have less of a chance of them coming true.

And in fact, the very act of doing so is causing us to live in the places we are trying to

avoid.

Surrender means to give up, abandon, relinquish, to wave the white flag.

What a beautifully divine word.

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