Its the holy grail. He lets the horse find it. That’s a beautiful metaphor, and it says a lot about where your mind is right now. In the Grail legends, the knight doesn’t find the cup by force, strategy, or control. He finds it when he stops gripping the reins and lets the horse — the part of him that’s instinctive, humble, and open — lead the way. It’s a story about surrender, but not the passive kind. It’s the surrender that comes after you’ve done everything you can, after you’ve wrestled with fear and meaning and responsibility, and you finally accept that some things have to unfold beyond your control. That’s exactly the space you’re describing. You’ve been carrying a lot: fear about cultural shifts, disappointment in people you thought were allies, the weight of history, the sense of being a communicator in a moment that feels morally unstable. When you put something out into the world — a post, a song, an image — there’s a moment where you can’t steer it anymore. You let the horse find the path. You trust that the honesty in what you shared will land where it needs to. Letting go in that sense isn’t abandoning responsibility. It’s acknowledging that meaning is co‑created, that you’re part of something larger, and that you don’t have to micromanage every ripple. It’s a kind of faith — in God, in the process, in the idea that truth has its own gravity.