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Living in the Moment and Letting Go of Control

Today was one of those days where life threw a curveball that reminded me I’m not always in control, and you know what? That’s fucking okay. The morning started out pretty standard—I woke up early, brewed my coffee, and sat down in my usual spot with Anthony, enjoying the quiet before the chaos of the day. The dogs were all over us, as usual. Eight of them, all barking, wagging tails, and vying for our attention. It’s our morning routine, and honestly, it’s one of the few moments I cherish. It’s grounding.


I had a few readings scheduled today, and you know, they weren’t just your average “tell me about my future” type of sessions. These were deep. One of my clients—let’s call her Sarah—was dealing with some heavy shit. Her marriage was crumbling, her career was on the rocks, and she felt like the universe was laughing in her face. She came to me desperate for answers, something, anything, to give her a sense of control again.


As I tuned in to her energy, I could feel this overwhelming sense of loss and frustration. It was like she was drowning in this sea of expectations—her own, her husband’s, society’s. She wanted to fix everything, to make sense of the chaos, but I could see so clearly that her attempts to control were exactly what was fucking everything up.


So, I told her something that might sound counterintuitive. I told her to let go. Stop trying to control every damn thing. Because here’s the thing: the more you try to control, the more you tighten that noose around your own neck. You choke out the possibilities, the magic, the unexpected shit that sometimes needs to happen to push you forward.


I shared a story from my own life with her, about a time I was trying to control everything. This was years ago, back when I thought I could plan every step, anticipate every obstacle, and somehow that would guarantee success. Spoiler alert: it didn’t. I ended up stressed, frustrated, and feeling like a failure. It wasn’t until I let go—really let go—that things started to fall into place in ways I couldn’t have predicted. Life has a fucked-up sense of humor like that.


By the end of the session, Sarah was in tears. But it wasn’t the same kind of tears she came in with. This time, it was like a release, a cleansing. She thanked me, and I could feel the shift in her energy. She wasn’t fixed—because let’s be real, none of us are—but she was on her way to finding some peace with the chaos. And that’s a damn good start.


After my sessions, Anthony and I took the dogs for a walk. It’s one of those simple pleasures that reminds me how much I’ve grown. I used to be all about the hustle, the grind, the next big thing. Now, I can appreciate just being present. The way the dogs get excited about the simplest shit—a stick, a smell, a squirrel—makes me smile. They’re not worried about tomorrow, about what’s next. They’re living in the now, and that’s something we all could learn from.


As we walked, I realized how much I’ve changed over the years. I used to be this control freak, always needing to know what was coming next. But life doesn’t work like that, and it’s fucking liberating when you accept it. You don’t have to have all the answers. You don’t have to know what’s coming next. Sometimes, you just need to be here, in the moment, and trust that things will unfold as they should.


So, here’s the moral of the day: Let go. Stop trying to control every little detail of your life. It’s exhausting, and it doesn’t work. Trust the process, trust yourself, and embrace the uncertainty. Life is unpredictable, and that’s what makes it beautiful. You never know what’s around the corner, and that’s okay. That’s what makes the journey worth taking.


Until next time, remember to breathe, let go, and live in the fucking moment. You’ll be surprised at what happens when you do.


Peace,

Demetri



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