The above picture keeps running in my head constantly as I go through my days. So I drew this. What does this mean? And why am I thinking about this so much?
There are usually only 2 scenarios in life - holding so tight that the fingers and palm start hurting, or just opening the palm, releasing whatever the fingers and palm were holding on to so tightly. Which one feels better?
The answer is easy, but so difficult to straighten the fingers.
Though we know that an open palm sets us free, most of us hold a fist knowingly or unknowingly. The tighter we hold, the more difficult it gets to release.
But just like everything else, there comes a tipping point, where it becomes impossible to hold on. The only option left will be to release. We hold on and on and on till it is no longer possible to hold. And in reality it is impossible to hold something as there are gaps between fingers in a fist and the thing we are trying to hold slips through the fingers anyway.
When the palm is open, whatever needs to sit in our lives will sit and whatever needs to go will go. It is just like a butterfly, it comes closer to us and may even sit on the palm when we are not looking and very still.
Of course one may argue that there is an in-between, but it never works because even the slightest bending of fingers (meaning slightest holding on) never lets us live in peace. So it is either a tight hold or an open palm 
And this release or an open palm or letting go happens in a unique way with each one. It can never be the same. It can also happen with various intensities. It may be very subtle or very obvious. In any case we will know that we have opened our palms and it feels good
 |
| There is always a path leading us to let-go |
 | |
|
