When the sun dips behind the hills and the day sighs its last breath, we’re left with the quiet, a time to loosen our grip on everything we’ve held so tightly. 

Being fearless in letting go isn’t about having nothing left—it’s about realizing how little we need. Like a tree dropping its leaves in autumn, we find strength in release. 

We need to learn satisfaction in traveling lighter by throwing off the baggage off that tends to weight us down. 

Even the wilderness rests, trusting the earth to hold it. Tonight, may we trust the unseen, loosen our grasp, and know the truest peace waits for us when we finally learn to simply let go.