Letting go and buckling down
I'm back after my brief few days in Hamilton Island and finally have some time to catch my breath and focus on myself. Just so you know, nothing really happened to me at Hamilton Island... no meeting the man of my dreams, etc. The biggest revelation however came whilst I was meditating on my flight back home. Essentially I had to learn to let go. My relationship with that "kindred spirit" referred to in my previous post hasn't really gone anywhere, and I had to learn the lesson of Divine timing (again) and letting go. To keep a long story short, essentially I needed to know that the Universe has something else better in store for me in terms of my love life - there was no point in trying to force something to happen, especially if it isn't meant to be. In addition, the fact that I was constantly "on edge" about wanting to know what was going to happen meant I couldn't fully enjoy the moment. Further developments this week reiterated to me that my...