Losing everything

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I do NOT feel that I am losing everything. I’ve had several new and wonderful things enter my life, for which I am grateful. But they were only able to enter as I LET GO of other things that no longer served me.

Letting go–shedding things that no longer serve us–can create room for things that do serve us to come rushing in.

Additionally, when we let go of things they can be gifts to those who actually do need the things we no longer need to hold onto.

There’s an old African proverb that tells us that when children are born, they come out with their fists clenched because that’s where they keep all their gifts. As they grow their hands learn to unfold because they’re learning to release their gifts to the world.

Unclench your fists. Release your gifts. Leave your hands open and see what comes to you.

Life is good and I am grateful.

And like that, she’s gone

“And like that, [s]he’s gone.”

I have been going 90-to-nothing for over six months, now; doing and being things for other people that they needed without any regard for what I needed. I made some decisions this past weekend. I would say they were hard decisions but they weren’t. It’s amazing how easy it was to make this shift, really. I just did what I needed to do for me. I didn’t do it soon enough, but once I made the decision it was quick and easy.

From now on, people in town will likely only see me as I beat a path between my home and the school and back, or on my weekly trip to mass. I’m in the process of hunkering down, getting down to MY business, and taking better care of my own needs for a while.

As I was reflecting on how quickly I decided to do this and acted on it, this scene from The Usual Suspects came to mind. If you’re not one of my students or colleagues you might think I’ve moved out of town. I haven’t. I’m just hunkered down in my art studio, doing my own thing.

Life is good and I am grateful.