Written by me.
About two decades ago I allowed certain people to enter my life and pretty much gave up all control. This is how I see it now, I see where I went wrong and that's okay especially after this thought.
When the bubble burst, I forgot they still had keys to my apartment and came home to most of my personal items and jewelry gone.
We're not talking diamonds but items I've kept since early youth, items I was saving for melt down, rings from earlier relationships, rings from trips overseas etc etc.
I just thought of those rings, especially the gold Claddagh ring I treated myself to on my solo voyage to Ireland in '05. I miss it.
But if metals hold onto energy, then perhaps I can let those go eh?
For instance, I went to Ireland and Scotland seeking validation and purpose only to return to Canada wanting to go back. And continuing to want to return to Ireland for many years.
Today's Dianna is different than that one though. So I can offer release and closure to myself and to those items of precious metals I'll never again see.
But will never forget in my memory. And will replace someday when I travel again to the land that felt like home to me.
I release you and I release the guilt I've held on to for losing you.
Maybe it was all for the learning after all.
And so it is.
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