Let go of pride ✨

Letting go of pride

and find the courage to move forward

There are times when pride seems like the only thing keeping us upright. When we feel hurt, disappointed, unseen—we lift it up like armor. It protects us, or at least we think it does.

But in reality, pride is resistance. A wall we build to hide our fragility. Behind that barrier is always fear: the fear of being vulnerable, of having to admit that something has touched us more than expected, of letting go of what we can no longer hold on to.

Yet no armor truly protects us from pain. It merely keeps it suspended, hidden—until one day it descends upon us again, more intense than before.

Letting go of pride is a silent act of courage. It's telling yourself, "I don't need to be right to feel good ." It's stopping trying to win and choosing to understand. It's forgiving even when the other person doesn't apologize. It's choosing peace over war.

It's not easy. Because it means stripping yourself away. Looking honestly within yourself, and acknowledging that we too—at times—have closed doors too soon, have hurt others unintentionally, have been afraid.

But that's where true freedom begins. When we stop resisting, something inside us shifts perspective. Pain stops being an enemy and becomes a teacher. It shows us where we still need healing.

Vulnerability is no longer a weakness, but a bridge. A bridge to ourselves, to our most authentic truth.

And courage isn't shouting out your strength, but continuing to walk even when we're no longer certain.

Every time we let go of a fragment of pride, we let in a little more love. For others. And for ourselves.

Because we stop defending ourselves, holding back, shutting down. And we simply start feeling again .

Feeling is the first step to rebirth. To become lighter, more alive, more real. And perhaps that's where the secret to moving forward lies: not in hastily turning the page, but in pausing for a moment to listen to what that wound is teaching us.

Only then can we truly say that we have let go.

I wrote these words on a quiet afternoon, after days of realizing how pride often holds me back from flowing. Perhaps it's the same for everyone: sometimes a small gesture, an "it's okay," is enough to open the door to the change we've been holding back.

From my heart to yours.

Namaste

Isabel

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