Letting go

The Joy Of Release

To truly be free we need to let go.

I realized that I’ve been holding on to bits and pieces of my past lives, carrying them with me every time I move. They clog up my house, they take over my closets, they tie me to a person I no longer am. They hold me back from becoming the person I truly am and want to be.

It’s time to clean house. Literally.

Tonight I went through closets and drawers, ruthlessly tossing the “one day I might use this” stuff. Because I won’t. I chucked the “it’s perfectly good” stuff. Because it’s perfectly good for someone else, not me. It’s not my taste and not my style, so why do I insist on keeping it?  No more.  Out it goes.

Pretty teal sheets? Never use them because they feel scratchy.  Goodbye.

Expensive dress?  Looks like hell on me, actually.  Goodbye.

Writing desk that my mother hand-stained for me when I was seven, but even she didn’t really like?  It just takes up space.  Goodbye.

A barely opened tube of Boudreaux’s Butt Paste? My son is almost five. Goodbye.

I’m tired of opening up closets, cabinets and drawers and being confronted by things that no longer have a useful life here. Tired of paying penance daily for bad buying decisions.  Tired of so much… well, crap, quite frankly.  So into a legion of trash bags it goes, destined for the dumpster or the nearest Good Will bin.  Good riddance.

It’s amazing how good this purging feels.  I thought I would feel guilty about getting rid of all of this “perfectly good  stuff,” but instead I feel refreshed, cleansed, renewed.  Even with the closet doors closed, the rooms now feel somehow lighter and more spacious when I walk into them.  The weight of the past is lifted. I’m free.

I’ve let go of the past.  And now I’ve made room for the future to come in.

Have you?

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The Fallacy of Failure

People don’t try new things because of a fear of failure. But what exactly does it mean to fail?

By definition, failure is “the condition or fact of not achieving the desired end.”  Fair enough. But who gets to decide what that desired end is? Your parents? Your boss? Your neighbor down the street? In practice we let the outside world dictate what counts as success or failure, but in truth YOU are the only one who can really make that call.

We put so much stock in lofty goals that the society at large establishes, but that sometimes don’t make sense for us as individuals. We don’t try because we are afraid that we won’t be the best, or the smartest, or the first. Odds are you won’t be the best or the smartest or the first in whatever you set out to do. That’s no excuse not to try.

Just like failure, success is also up to you to define. What if success was as simple as being really good at what you do? As simple as jumping the smaller hurdles along the way to a loftier goal? As simple as simply getting off the sidelines and giving it a shot? Would we be so afraid of failure if we actually made it harder to fail?

Pick your desired ends wisely, and failure is not an option.