Let Them Go
Sometimes the kindest thing you can do is let someone go.
Years before I had language for soulmates, twin flames, soul contracts, or any of the spiritual concepts people discuss today, there was a thought that kept returning to me.
It wasnβt loud.
It wasnβt dramatic.
It was simply a knowing.
This person is not mine.
At the time, I thought there was something wrong with me.
I cared for them.
There was no one else.
I wanted the legally and religiously binding partnership to work..
Yet somewhere deep inside, I couldnβt shake the feeling that I was looking at someone who didnβt belong to me. Yet we could say at the time, they belonged to me.
Not because I wasnβt enough.
Not because they were a bad person.
But because what they were looking for wasnβt me.
I didnβt have the words for it then.
Today, I would describe it differently.
Some souls are searching for themselves.
And no amount of love, sacrifice, control, guilt, pressure, or commitment can stop that journey.
The more I observed people, the more I noticed something interesting.
Many of us do not know how to release what is trying to leave.
We cling.
We negotiate.
We manipulate.
We guilt.
We convince.
We demand.
We force.
Sometimes we do it in relationships.
Sometimes we do it in friendships.
Sometimes parents do it to children.
Sometimes children do it to parents.
Sometimes entire marriages continue long after both people have emotionally left.
Not because there isnβt love. But because neither person knows how to let go.
We are taught that love means holding on.
But what if real love sometimes looks like opening your hand?
What if the deepest form of love is respecting another personβs free will?
I have seen people spend years trying to keep someone who was begging to be free.
I have seen people destroy themselves chasing a person who had already left in every way except physically.
I have seen people try to force connections that were never meant to exist. And every time, the result is the same.
More suffering.
More resentment.
More control.
More pain.
Never peace.
Peace does not come from possession.
Peace comes from acceptance.
One of the greatest lessons I have learned is that no soul belongs to me.
Not my friends.
Not my family.
Not my child.
Not the people I love.
Not the people I miss.
Every person has their own path back to themselves.
And sometimes loving someone means stepping aside so they can walk it.
If someone wants to leave, let them leave.
If someone wants to stay, let them stay.
If someone is searching for something beyond you, let them search.
What is meant for you does not require captivity.
And what is not meant for you cannot be held forever.
The older I get, the more I believe that freedom is one of the purest forms of love.
Not because letting go is easy.
But because love without freedom is not love at all.
It is possession.
And souls were never meant to be possessed.
In the coming days, Iβll be sharing the experiences and observations that led me to question what we think we know about love, destiny, and the people who change us.
The next article in this series will explore twin flames.



