I wonder how many times Iâ€™ve written about letting go? Iâ€™d guess abut a million. And, if Iâ€™m not writing about it, Iâ€™m thinking about it, and it seems to me, Iâ€™m just this side of being able to practice it.
Why do I feel the need to control others around me? What voice of reason shouts to me, that does not speak to others. Why do I feel that I am right and they are wrong, that it is my duty and responsibility to grab on tight and shake and fist pump in the air until someone, anyoneâ€¦ tells me I am right, they are sorry, and now everything will change, all because I was tenacious enough and held on long enough for the world to finally come around to my side of things?
But that isnâ€™t happening and itâ€™s driving me batty! So in my eternal pursuit of a comfortable life and lessons learned; I will once again â€” try.
I am much better at letting go of physical stuff. The options with those are simple â€” sell, give or toss. What I struggle with are the old stories and resentments. What yard sale is being held for that kind of crap? Can eBay take my frustration?
I guess with the stuff I hang on to in my heart and really want to let go of, the only option I see is toss. It would just be mean to give them away, and only a fool would buy them.
So, here I am again working on letting go. Tossing out old ideas and old crap that does not serve me.
Today, I need to ask my family what day the garbage truck comes to the neighbourhood so I can be ready.