Breathe in. Breathe out. Release.
This has sort of been an unofficial mantra of mine for a long time now. I think it came about sort of as an adapted joke from Dharma and Greg and it just stuck because it sort of works.
I don’t practice yoga. Nor do I consider myself a hippy or New Age-y at all. But there is some absolute truth in just pausing for a second and just letting things go. The easiest ones are the small things—you know, that whole don’t sweat the small stuff mentality. But there are some times when bigger things are out of our control and we just have to stop and let it go. Mourn if you need to, but at some point, you must release.