Well, I’ve practiced and reflected for a whole month on letting go. Has my load gotten any lighter? (I did lose a couple of pounds.) Truthfully, I did not get rid of all the useless junk around my house. I did not clean all my bookshelves. I still carry some—well, maybe many—prejudices, grudges, fears and deleterious attitudes. But my grasp has loosened a tiny bit. The positives for this month of letting go have been: awareness of the many things to which I cling; a growth in willingness to let go; and a growing hope that one day I will truly be free of all that binds me in order to live in the vivid magnificence of every moment. Isn’t that what heaven is all about?