The first step

A friend gave me this little moral story.

Two monks were walking, when they came to a fast flowing river. As they started to cross, a young woman standing at the river's edge asked if they would help her cross too. The first monk said, "Absolutely not," and started across the river. The second monk simply picked her up and carried her, after which he set her down and continued on his way. Five miles later, the first monk, who had been quietly fuming all this time, said to the second monk, "How could you possibly have done that? We have both taken a vow to never touch a woman." The second monk replied, "Brother, I picked her up, carried her to the other side and set her down again. But you have been carrying her for the last five miles." To live each day in ways you are proud to remember set down the things that burden you. Do what you need to do and then let them go.

I guess it's about time I let it go. And I think I finally took the first step tonight.