On the Ganges, wishing candles are released to bless a loved one.  They are a way of letting go, of turning it over to spirit, to the divine.  Twenty seven years ago, Pam and I traveled to India, Pakistan and Nepal.  We rowed out on the Ganges at sunrise and released the ashes of my beloved cat, and lit some wishing candles for those who had departed and for those who were yet to come.

Letting go is not giving up.  It is acceptance and an invocation of the forces of the universe that I can neither understand or control.  Here is what I am letting go of today:  a timeline, a particular outcome, my broken heart, any regrets.  I am holding onto love, I am keeping hope.