Perhaps it is the sense of being 'paralysed' which is the feeling to confront - not doing anything but just being in that state.

I can recall on my journey there have been times when I didn't know to go forwards or backwards. At some point, I just tired of it all, then went with the first pull.

Letting go in these situations is the sense of giving up. It's like "yes, I'm ready to fall and get smashed on the rocks." It's only then, when you're really ready for it, that you can truly fly.

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