It was a semi typical Saturday afternoon, I was picking up the house listening to upbeat music.  I found myself dancing and daydreaming while my hands busied themselves with organizing.

I was inspired to play a particular song that popped in my mind.  I thought to myself, hey “that song” was always fun to listen to (when I was in my 20’s) I’d love to hear it again.

So, I listened and danced.  And, then found myself replaying the song, partially due to laziness -not sure what else I wanted to listen to, and I was finding this song a blast to dance to.

As I listened beyond the rhythm, I finally heard the words.

And, I smiled.  How I remembered being that younger version of me doing exactly what the lead singer found himself doing in the song.

Feeling stuck. Not able to let go of someone (or something) that was not serving him.  And taking the approach of clinging, dwelling and hoping that things would work out.

In this case, it was about clinging to a person and the idea of a relationship.

Yup. Been there, done that. Feeling needy, thinking he is “the one”.  How can I get him to like me more…

I began to smile as I remembered my younger self and how invested I was in this particular relationship. Even when things went south (translation- pretty damn shitty) I clung on, hoping he’d still like me, hoping it would work out.

I smiled because now, being far removed from that situation and having lived a lot more life, I know I never really needed to cling.  I could have walked away and spent my time with someone else.  Or no one else.  I would have been happier.  However, I chose to cling.  And cling I did for many years.

Until one day, I realized I no longer wanted to cling.  I wanted to move on and do something else.  I wanted to feel good.  I wanted more for myself.  I was done.  Not in a mean-hearted sort of way, but, in a “I’m all set now” sort of way.  It all felt matter-of-fact.

I finally got it.  I finally felt it.

We can’t move on from something and step into something better if we’re still clinging to what was or trying to make something that isn’t the way we like it, different, to meet our needs and make us happy.

We must first be ready to LET GO.

Let go of clinging.

Let go of complaining.

Let go of being a victim.

Let go of being the burdened one.

And, he, she or they the “bad” ones.

Let go of needing them to show up a certain way to make us happy.

Just ready to let go of ALL of It.

To realize and feel that it’s all ok.  What happened or what is, is fine, but, you want more now.

You may be thinking I’m still referring to a relationship.  Certainly this is applicable there.  However, this also applies to your kids.

How or where are you clinging to them being a certain way.  Acting a certain way and wishing perhaps they didn’t have anxiety, ADD, ADHD or autism.

Yes, I’ve done this myself.  There have been times when I wished for something much easier for my kids.  That desire is helpful and good.  So, I don’t mean to down play it.

What I’m talking about here is clinging.  There is desire:  Oh I wish with all of my heart for my sons’ lives to be easier and smooth.  For learning to be comfortable and smooth.  For all of us to get along really well.

Then there is, complaining, clinging to woes me, he or she is doing “it” again.  (Fill in the blank with whatever behavior sets you off or scares you!)

It’s the sad, depressed, I’m a victim energy that keeps you clinging to a story that doesn’t help you or your kids.

This energy kept me in a fairly crappy relationship for several of my younger years.  And kept me toggling in and out of progress with my sons.

Point:

When you feel the feelings of: I want more for my child or teen, I can accept where they are, hey, they have XYZ label, I don’t love it, but it’s ok.  And, I’m ready.  Something in me has stirred and I’m ready to help them move onto more.  Something better.

When you feel this, it’s your cue to move on.  It’s your cue you’re finally ready to move on.

You have officially Let Go.

And, Letting Go is where the magic happens.

Your life, their lives, start to feel better.

Ideas come to you that help them (and you). People show up with answers and information for you.  Important books grab your attention. You find strategies and “remedies” that you strongly resonate with and it all comes to you easily and comfortably.

And, as you take action and apply these ideas, strategies, etc, you notice things beginning to fall into place for your kids and yes, you too.

So, you can be like me and cling, as I have done in the past and to be honest, sometimes in the present (until I notice and catch myself) or you can jump right in now and notice where you’re at, and… begin to Let Go now.

As I said, it’s where the magic is at.

Who’s in?

I am?

Want to join me???

Hey, perhaps my “Saturday dance song” will inspire you.  Or at least make you smile. =)

Here you go:

Here’s to ALL of us letting go more and more and living in the magic!

Blessings + Rock on!

Andrea

PS As a mom who’s helped heal her sons of autism + a Wellness Coach helping others do the same, I created a freebie audio to help you + your kids (with anxiety, social stuff, behavior stuff, etc…)

Here you go:

http://www.ihealedmysons.com/free-gift/

 

 

How I Helped My Son Move Past His Anxiety

by Andrea Anderson on July 19, 2017

Hi there!

My older son was going for his driver’s learning permit today. I could tell he was starting to feel nervous and a bit anxious, so I made a gentle suggestion to him. I told him if he did this one thing, he would start to relax and once he relaxed, it would be easier for him to do well on the test.

By the way, this one little tip is something that ALL of us can use (parents, kids on the spectrum or anyone who feels nervous or anxious).

Here’s a video sharing the suggestion I made to help my son move past his anxiety (it also includes a second tool that I use quite a bit, this tool not only helps me feel relaxed, but has improved my overall health!)

Have a watch if you’d like!

Here’s to us + our kids feeling relaxed, confident + healthy!

Blessings,

Andrea