February 9th, 2011
According to this Wikipedia article, McCartney wrote the lyrics to “Let it Be’ after visiting his mother, who had died when he was 14, in a dream. In this dream, in the midst of a period of great tension in his life, his mother told him, ‘It will be alright. Just let it be.’
Let it be.
What I rediscovered and re-membered last week when I visited the wonderful Andrea Franzi for an osteopathic treatment.
Let it be.
Sometimes, with all of our techniques and processes, it’s easy to forget that all that is necessary in a practice of meditation, mindfulness or self-hypnosis is to simply notice what arises.
To drop into our bodies. To be with what we experience there, embody it, be it – without judgement, analysis, interpretation.
Sometimes that is enough.
Sometimes that’s so difficult too. Hard to be with the breath when the mind is chattering away. Difficult to simply notice and be with images, colours, thoughts that arise without asking why, wanting to understand further, make connections, find meaning.
Frightening to connect with parts of ourselves that feel painful, not good enough, this flesh that we think is too saggy or baggy, this pain that we’ve somehow split off from ourselves because ‘it’ is too much for us to bear.
It’s hard when we both are a body and also have a body, all at the same time.
And yet, being with, being in, being… This is where I keep returning.
I move into my body, remembering what it feels like to inhabit it from the inside out, I notice, with curiosity, a little line of red moving up from the midpoint of my stomach, a pulsing in my right shoulder.
This is where I am right now. This is what I am. Right now.
Such peace in this. Light streams through the window, moves over my eyelids, moves through me and around me and it’s as if I’m breathing with my entire body, every cell of my body opening to receive it.
Sometimes we need techniques, visualisations, processes.
Sometimes we need to be the process.
There are many things in my life right now that I can’t change. And, as I acknowledge that, there comes a point of stillness, of peace.
Surrender.
This is the word I chose last month as my word for 2011. (You can see it here on the altar I created for Amy Palko’s beautifully supportive Bloom By Moon programme.)
I’m very grateful to Andrea for reminding me that surrender begins with the body, with the breath.
Let it be.





