Why is it so hard to stick to the things that require perseverance?
So hard to push forward in the things I know are needed?
At the deepest level, they are even the things I want.
But then, when faced with the thing I know I need to lose, or faced with the thing I love, but hate that I love, I can persevere in holding that little object ’til it indelibly bears my hand prints.
I may set it down, and decide to let it go, but it’s not even grown cool before it’s back, being warmed in my hands as I cradle it again.
Can I find the determination to push forward on what I love to love?
Can I find the surrender to walk away from the things that I want to stop loving?
Can I reverse these?
Do I need to surrender to the things I love to love, and in that will I find my strength?
Do I need the determination to sacrifice those loved things I pragmatically hate, so I can find the surrendered peace that can only come with their absence?